Jim grabbed my chin and the back of my head and cocked my head as I slowly opened my pouty lips and let him guide his meat into my mouth inch by inch ...ntil he reached the back of my throat. I slobbered all over Jim's cock tickling his shaft with my tongue as he tenderly fucked my face like the sweet brother that he is. Jim used to love to eat my pussy when we were k**s, so I knew that his mouth had to be drooling. So I got up and told him to lay back on the bed, and climbed up on top of him and. He smiled and was polite, and I found myself smiling back in spite of my usual shyness. He came in the next day for a book that he had ?forgotten? to buy and when he finished in the checkout line, Paul asked me if I would like to have lunch with him. I accepted. Upon getting to know him, I learned that he was raised in a similarly traditional household in the south. At the end of our first lunch, Paul walked me to my dorm, and thanked me for a nice afternoon. After he left, I thought to. Not that I'm a Cubs fan, they just happened to be on TV. I was toying with the idea of hoping in the shower, but I had another couple of hours before I had to get ready for the afternoon shift. I started to get ready for a run when the phone rang. It was Joan and she was on a break at her job and wanted to shoot the shit. She eventually got around to asking why I wasn't currently dating anyone. She thought with the big motorcycle I was riding, I'd have girls lined up for dates. I told explained. I promise to be good.”Mr. Ries ignores her pleas. “Come here Mary” he commands.You stand as if frozen in place unable to more. Mr. Ries gives you a look of displeasure and stands up. He reaches forward and takes you by the upper arm and forces you to the side of the chair where he sits back down.“I suggest young lady that you do as I tell you,” Mr. Ries says. “Pull your skirt up Mary.”You moan softly and slowly you lift your skirt up. Mr. Ries reaches up and grabs the top elastic of your.