"Yes! Yes, he's shaved," I mumbled as I buried my face in his arm pit and that musky sweaty smell drove me wild. I sucked, licked and pressed my face ...nto that smelly pit, my cock so fucking hard it hurt. I moved my lips to his neck and licked and sucked, he smelled so good. “Boss you have me so ready,” Paul moaned, “Please I beg you, suck my cock.” I smiled as I slowly moved my lips down his hairless body until my mouth reached his hard pulsing shaft. A mind of their own, my hands reached. For over three months, Lois hadn’t passed the threshold of the apartment. For three months she stayed in her pyjamas and wallowed with pain and regret, the look on Clarks face burned into her memory as he lay broken and cradled in her arms. She looked back out to the sinking moon, her eyes surveying the landscape for her caped hero one last time before closing them in defeat and wiping away a solitary last tear and slowly walking over back to her bed.~Months went on and Autumn turned to Winter. But that encounter was over. It was Sarah who had my attention now. Sarah, on the other hand, would not stop talking about Trish. “I was so turned on by watching Trish suck on your cock, the expression on her face, the expression on your face, and the sounds the two of you were making. I thought the three of us were going to have a night of great sex. I was disappointed when it didn’t happen.” “It’s okay.” I assured her, hoping to move on. But Sarah continued. “I did enjoy my evening with. In the morning, ride him to work like a mule. No. Mules are impotent vegetarians. He eats meat. I think we have discovered a whole new breed of carnivorous jackass. Scientists all over the world would be willing to kill for the opportunity to dissect his dead body. Even the masculine scent of his flatulence draws flies to him like girls. There must be something dreadfully wrong with you, Jennifer, that keeps your clothes from falling off in his presence."The dude was just staring at me. You.