"I took a cab to get here. Driving to O'Hare is always a nightmare." I'll give you a ride then. But I'm hungry. Do you want to have a snack with me?" ... was holding her hands in mine while pushing the luggage cart towards the exit.We shared a candlelight dinner instead of a snack. When I stopped my car outside her apartment building, Jennifer asked. "Do you want a cup of coffee?" Sure."I followed Jennifer up to her apartment. It wasn't a big unit, but she had decorated it well. It made my. 'How long have you known my Mummy', I asked him casually, 'For as long as I have been fucking her', he answered, looking at me and what I was showing freely, to see if any shock registered with me. 'Was she good', I asked him, fighting these shock tactics with my own boldness, my tactic was to get him hard again, I wanted to continue fucking and his cock had a fascination for me, an untold bonding, 'Play with yourself', he ordered me suddenly, 'Will it get you hard again', I toyed, 'Jesus', he. I just got up and followed. We went to the far end of the parking lot. A couple of guys lit up cigarettes. I was really feeling the effects of the drinks, the pill and the dancing so when Wes put his hands on either side of my head and turn my face to his I was expecting to receive his tongue between my lips. Instead he blew a steady stream of smoke at me. When he did this the guys were all saying “suck it in, don’t waste it”. I did, but I choked at first. After a moment he did it again and. "It's okay, buddy. We've never played around before, but if you wanted to, I wouldn't mind." You wouldn't?!?!?" I could see him mulling it over."No, as long as everything is out in the open. Don't try no shit behind my back. And of course, don't go telling anyone at work, understand?" He nodded silently. "Then, shoot, man, maybe you should put a move on it. Be brave, what do you have to lose?"He stammered through an explanation about not being good at such things, again telling me he'd only.