I want it," she exclaimed. "I don't want you to have it yet. Give me a blowjob instead."Heidi nodded and slinked her body down his with her lips never...leavinghis body. She kissed him right until she reached his dick. She took holdof it in her hands and began to lick the tip."All in honey," he commanded.She nodded and threw her whole mouth around it. She worked it up and downin her mouth. He leaned up and pitched it down so that she could get itback deep enough to cause a reaction. His dick. ‘Cathy, I don’t know if you should even try. He’s not your usual…. Date. I mean he’s not a bad boy, rich, or interested. Aren’t those the minimum qualifications? You’ll probably be bored. You should just forget about him. What do you think?’ She notices Cathy’s foot’s steady tap. Cathy’s tell. When that foot taps she has something on her mind or she’s in deep thought. I’ll know soon enough. Cathy doesn’t hold back. Good or bad, it’s always comes out. Cathy puts her thumb against her chin. Not even the sluts themselves cares about their own lives, only the pleasure of men. You see, in factories where the nasty sluts are born, the moment they are pushed out they are sent to training facilities. From birth they are then taught to worship men and their cocks. They are taught how to suck dicks, eatcor drink whatever is given to them (piss, cum ect.) and how worthless and inferior they are to men. Essentially, they are brainwashed and only taught how to serve cocks and not to think of. ) I made my way inside so that I could clean the wine off my slacks and shoes, and the embarrassment off my face. Safely inside the men’s room I not-so-silently cursed myself for losing control so easily. (You dropped the glass?!?!?! Hopefully the light stopped her from seeing who it was..) Never had I lost it like that. NEVER. Not even in primary school when my first love Jan kissed Wayan in the chalk room. Self control had always been my strongest point, and my losing it then could only have.