She had always wanted a man to please her needs selflessly and she wanted this dream lover to be attractive. In short, the young man on his knees was ...erfect for her. Many ideas had come to her during the week but having him focus solely on her needs at the expense of his own was something she repeatedly thought about. Later she would enjoy some serious ass kissing; she pictured herself not for the first time that week reclining at the waist while he worshipped her arse. But a slow orgasm was. She had shaved the edges, leaving a ‘landing strip’ on the lips. I nibbled at the lips, pulling them one at a time to the side with a gentle bite. I ran my tongue along the inside of each lip. Intermittently, I slipped the tip of my tongue into the hole. She squirmed against my mouth when I sucked on her clit. Unable to resist her moans, I turned, held my stiff cock in my hand, and rubbed it up and down in the door of her pussy. When her hips came up, I backed off and kept the head just. I was still in shock with what had happened to my best friend and I do not fully recall all that happened during that evening. I shouted at Tela and she shouted back. I tried to ask her what was going to happen to Matt but she said he or rather she was Matty now. I asked her what our parents would think about this and what the hell would Matt's folks say but she was her usual, "who gives a fuck?" In fact we talked the whole time it took for Matty to get ready.I was expecting him to come. She dropped out of school and began running with whatever drug dealer would give her enough dope to get high, in return for sex. ‘My God! But what happened? That’s not you, at least not the you sitting here!’ he demanded. Nancy shrugged. ‘In rehab they say that you never really change until you hit the absolute rock bottom, the point where you don’t care if you live or die, and you decide to live. That was me, two years ago.’ At his inquiring look, she continued, ‘The cops busted this coke.