One arm rested behind his head, while the other one held the remote control. “Get back to sucking this cock, little girl.” She did as she was told...and tried to gather up some spit in her tired mouth. He didn’t look at her once, focusing all of his attention on the TV. She paused for a second to let her mouth get a small break, and he pushed her head right back on his cock. “You’ll stop when I say you can stop. This is what you’re good for right now.” While Cassidy sucked away, she glanced down. After a couple of missed calls and scheduling conflicts we finally got to get together for would would be a night of filthy sex. I met them at their house and the night started out like any other night when your purpose is to bang complete strangers... with drinks. Cindy is a BBW, pretty face awesome floppy tits. She opened the door in black lingerie. Chuck was a bigger man, a little on the chunky side but not fat. We chatted for a little while, me being on the love seat of their couches. "Yeah, well, so am I," she said."You don't look it. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were here for a sore throat or something trivial like that."She just laughed quietly and smiled. "Or a sore pussy." Geez, keep your voice down. Besides, that's as much Ann's fault as mine." Well, yes, that's true. Anyway, what I really meant is, are you feeling any better?" About us, you mean?" Yeah, exactly." Sure, I feel better. I mean, you and I have pretty much run the gamut of relationship emotions. I gently place my tongue in it, and lightly swirl it in its depth. It’s so soft, like all of the skin that wraps your body. As my tongue dips in and out, my hand creeps up the waves of the sheet beneath us. My fingers lightly touch your hair. My fingers from my other hand gently spread your navel wider. I want to be deep inside you, to feel you, to be at one with you. The tip of my tongue laps the outskirts and slowly dips in. It circles the edge, round and round, clockwise first then opposite..