Soon Alex arrived with some fish, and a couple of the men prepared it for cooking immediately. "I'm starving," Alex said. "How are you doing, Elena?" ...hen noticing she was wearing one of his sweatshirts, he added. "Smart of you to grab the sweatshirt too," It was Bob's idea," she told him and then a little sarcastically, "by the way, your note implied it was only Bob here, you know." He brushed her tone of voice aside, telling her he wrote it in a hurry. Then he handed her another beer, seeing. He agreed, and we went upstairs to his apartment, and then to his room. His room was a typical boy's room, clothes all over the floor, and no shades on the windows. He went to a chest-of-drawers and got out several of those little comic books, and we sat together on the bed. Naturally, looking at the pictures of giant cocks going into juicy cunts, and also being sucked, got me stiff as a board. I looked over at Kyle's crotch and could see almost half of his now stiffened cock. I was so hot and. As he waited for the starting pistol, Jason cleared his mind of everything other than the race. All of the strange events that led him here were of no importance right now. He forgot about the crowds, forgot about being naked in the middle of the university football field, and even forgot about Cecilia. He focused on one thing. He was participating in a competition and he wanted to win.There was the shot that started the race and the runners began their initial two laps around the field. At the. He began to lift from his hips, fuelled by his desire to sink himself as deeply as he could into the darkened, recesses of her mouth. He could feel her begin to struggle as his hips thrust until the whole of his cock filled her mouth, could feel her fingers tighten into his thighs, could hear her gulping as her lungs desperately tried to take in air through the now filled passeway that was her mouth, yet still he kept thrusting, kept pulling down on her head, his mind being controlled solely by.