" He smirked at me."Why don't you fix us both a drink while I jump in the shower. It's been a long day."He looked exhausted and his scrubs were not as...clean and pressed as when I'd seen him that morning. Plus I knew the hours these guys pushed and I had nothing but respect for the hard work they put into every shift.I nodded and headed to the fridge while he made his way towards his bedroom. I had a passing urge to follow him, help him out of his clothes, and begin to soothe his tired body.. He groaned happily as her chubby red lips clamped around his cockhead and began eagerly sucking on it like it was dummy, while she still stroked my cock.I watched excitedly as her head moved further and further down Bob's big fat cock, swallowing inch after inch, until she had got at least four or more inches into her wet warm mouth, and then her head began bobbing up and down and all I could see was a large lot of blonde hair whipping back and forth."Oh Christ she is good! she is so fucking. She moaned from the corrupting touch of his essence and in an instant her thoughts had been twisted into sorely missing the feeling of having him inside her. Except he was no longer behind her but had moved to the front and presented his huge cock to her stunned face.For a moment she simply stared slack jawed at this towering spire of canine dick, watching as it twitched, those tangled veins straining against the angry red flesh. The smell of it was awful, her eyes watered to breathe in this. I don't know how he got Elliott and Driscoll to play along but as far as I'm concerned they got what they deserved. Every one of them outweighs Jimmy by a good thirty pounds; Driscoll by more than that." No," I said quietly. "They didn't get what they deserved. Nobody deserves what I did to Brad." I got up, picked up my books and left."Jimmy, wait," Susan called."Let him go," I heard Bob say. "We've already talked about this but he's got to deal with it on his own. It wasn't his fault, he.