He found that for the first time in centuries, he genuinely cared about someone. It was a bit unsettling. ‘So,’ she continued, staring past him at...the far wall, ‘if I were to ask for them to be home, they’d be home in the same vegetative state they are now, with no prospect of recovery. If I were to ask for them to be better, the question would be ‘better relative to what,’ and I would probably end up with zombies who could function but not talk,or something like that. I’m not clever enough to. Seconds later wrapping his mouth back around my cock.Placing my hand on the top of his head, I run my fingers through his hair as he continues to suck me gently pushing down a little each time. After a few minutes, he's used to my cock and is completely taking me into his mouth. He slides his soft warm lips down my shaft until his nose touches my stomach forcing me to moan with pleasure as pleasure pulsates through my body.Breaking from my cock or another breath, saliva leaking slightly from. "Les's cell phone chirped, indicating an incoming text message. He dug it out of his pocket and regarded the screen. The message was from Donna.Signed up rec lounge at 4. Afterward dinner in cafeteria. ok?He punched in a reply. OK "By the way, Jon," he said. "Don't wait up for me tonight."Jon nodded. "Another date with Donna?" Yup."Les sat across from Donna at a table in her dorm's cafeteria. He caressed the back of her hand. "This is a nice place," he remarked. "I think the food here is better. “You’re good at that, Sandy,” she said. “You should have kids of your own.” “No thanks.” What is it about parents, why do they think everyone should have kids like they do? They’re like couples that try to pair up all their single friends. “I reckon you’d make a great father,” said Roopa. She was obviously enjoying my clumsy attempts to try to rock Pinky to sleep. She slid down in her seat just enough so she could put her foot up on my leg. Pinky was starting to fall asleep so I used my free.