Like I said, I'm a good student. I'm no dummy. I wasn't the stereotypical football jock that can't string two coherent sentences together. There are f...otball players with brains. Especially quarterbacks, which is what I was.Which meant, as much as I liked sex, an intelligent conversation before-or even after-was a good thing. And I wasn't getting much of that. Despite my grades and intelligence, what I was known for was for being The Quarterback. And, because of that, what I got in the way of. I said to Drake, “Why don’t you tell him, Mr. Drake? And make sure you tell the truth.” Drake, white faced from pain, his cock fully deflated, said, “I tried to make the lady stay after she decided to go. Her guest…” “Husband,” I interrupted. “…yeah, husband, went ballistic and…” “I didn’t go ballistic. I used my military training to convince him not to assault my wife. Isn’t that true, Mr. Drake?” “Yeah,” he said, completely defeated. The young woman was very displeased. “Drake,” she said,. After that I sat on my knees on the floor and made her legs apart. Her brownish pink pussy was in front of me which was wet already and clear to me. I kissed her thighs and hold them and put my face between her thighs end near her pussy.I kissed her pussy and she was holding the bead sheet with both her hands. Then I started licking the outer wall of her pussy with my tongue and then tickled her g spot with my tongue. After that I kept pushing my tongue inside her cunt and licked the inner. I started by licking him from the base to the tip of the shaft and he trembled in ecstasy.The fact that he smelt and tasted good added to my excitement. His hot hard cock tasted like a yummy fat sausage. Within a minute I had his five inches slithering its way into my hot eager mouth.Oh, Sonali his cock felt like a plate of delicious sizzlers on my tongue and believe me I was feeling strange quivers in my pussy.“Oh, mom, God damn it,” Rick shrieked in unbearable ecstasy. “I knew your mouth will.