Gwen shook her head and catwalked to his chair, grabbing him with herloosely-cuffed sleeves and dug her fingers into the side of his fat neck-tickling...and hurting him at the same time. She was unusually strong.Through her light-pink, pouting and wet lips, she spit, "Listen, youginger wanker- if you think you can even pretend you're better than me,you got another thing coming. I'm a pretty girl, and you're a fat social-reject." She then balled-up her fists against her sides, while loomingdown at. I saw his cock throbbing for attention. It seemed extra hard just by looking at it.Closing my eyes I reached down and began to move my tongue up his shaft. I can’t believe my tongue was even touching a cock I remember thinking! I proceeded to circle my tongue on his cock head before moving back down his shaft. I was fully expecting him to come as fast as I did. I was wrong.I took in his entire cock and made sure my saliva got it good and wet before I began to suck him off. Trying to work. He will want to sit and watch until then to see if I get a visitor or go out." You really want to do this?" Damned right I do." What time do you want me there?" It gets dark about seven so how about seven-thirty?" Okay sweetie, see you around seven-thirty."He slipped in the back door at seven twenty-five and by seven-thirty he was buried in my pussy. Normally I'm quite vocal when I have a cock in my body, but I forced myself to be quiet in case Stan came up to the house and put an ear to the. He also had the uncanny talent to get her out of her g-string. Gathering her wits about her, she grabbed her purse and her car keys and headed out of the door. No matter how nervous she was, she was going to Deondre’s club tonight. Outside, she walked along the path down to her car. Getting in, she started the engine and pulled out of her driveway heading for the freeway. It was about an hour and a half drive to Luanne’s, but she needed to talk to Deondre about the event for Shauntea. Hopefully.