“Go ahead, then” she told me.Jennifer was almost shaking in anticipation and excitement. As close as I was to her, I could smell her feminine odor... and it was intoxicating. My cock was starting to throb at the thought of what I was about to do. I opened the front of Jennifer’s bikini, but before I dropped the ball in, I looked down her tummy. I could see a small, delicate wisp of blond hair, but it looked as though she was trimmed exactly as her mother. My cock continued to twitch as I dropped. One day, she screwed up a customers order. The customer threatened her. This middle aged sociopathic pervert customer said he would speak to the manager about fireing her. The wife tried to de-escalate the situation, but the customer perceived that she was a weak willed, easily bullied female. He told her that unless she bend over, drop her panties and let him enter her cunt, she would lose her job. The weak willed wife was in panic. Without thinking she said okay, please, please and she began. Clayton the sissy .. who was always ready to suck on it.The relationship I had with Stan was based strictly on sex. No dinner dates. No movies. No casual visits for drinks and small talk. There was no need for “small talk” when we got together. It was understood what we were there for. Plain and simple. Stan was there to have his dick sucked and I was there to suck it. I was nothing to Stan but a pair of lips and a mouth to suck his dick .. suck his balls .. and sometimes even lick his ass. And. There's maybe thirty or forty from the college... all girls. And there's a story about one of them but I don't think it's true." I don't want to hear about it." Cindy's eyes flooded with tears."But? Oh? Hey, you went to confession with him, didn't you? Is that's what's wrong? Was he really hard on you?" Please Kathy... it's... it's," and the girl broke down and began to sob. Kathy put her arms around her best friend and led her to the bed where she held her close."I still love you Cindy. You're.