She taught him the delights of erotic massage, of patience, timing and rhythm. She put his power of observation to good use in learning the art of ple...suring a woman.Suddenly he saw people differently. Especially girls, his stuff of fantasies, suddenly became accessable to him. He noticed them looking at him, at him! It was as if he was displaying a badge of initiation, he felt suddenly accepted as part of the human race.First up had been Angela, school 'babe.' She'd left her calling card by. She kissed me until another cock came through the hole. She got off my lap and stood bent over with her face in front of the hole. She looked at me and said “Fuck your slutty wife’s pussy!” and she leaned forward and took the cock in her mouth. I stood up, got behind D, dropped my pants and drove my hard cock into her dripping pussy. I started pounding her and she was moaning around the cock in her mouth. I could feel her tensing up and knew she was cumming.After a while there was a knock on. ”She prayed continually about the influence Miriam was having on her, finally realizing that she would get no answer from the Man upstairs she decided to play it the way the New Yorker was counseling her. When John insisted that she touch his cock she did it. Though she felt guilty that first time, she was thrilled to have his hard penis in her hand and looked forward to doing it again the next time they were together. On their next date, she pretended that he had convinced her to suck it.. She was glaring and I went to pick up my coat and motorcycle keys, I paused on the way out looked at Donna and said, "yeah, I fucked her." I ducked out the door about the time a coffee cup shattered against the jam. She had thrown all of my stuff out and onto the common when I returned with my friends and loaded up. I was free for about a week before the crazy witch was beckoning me back to her. I don't know why, but I came back. The night I returned she met me at the door and pulled me.