She glances up and sees Lou looking down at her, a wide grin spread across his face. So she goes back to work, kissing the tip of his cock, then raisi...g it up in her little hand so she can lick the underside from base to head, pleased to hear him moan in accepting pleasure. Stacy leans forward on her knees a bit, bracing her hand against one of Lou's legs as she sucks on the tip a little bit more, then slips a few inches of his cock more fully into her mouth. She can feel him run his fingers. Yet, I know that my life would be so much better if she was my girlfriend. She is the kind of women who would make me get rid of my bicycle and go out and buy a car, albeit a used car. Maybe, even a Buick like my Dad. ‘Well, thanks a lot for telling me that joke and making me laugh, Jack, because here comes our resident weirdo and now he thinks that I was smiling at him.’ Cynthia looked over at me and quickly looked away. She was probably embarrassed that I caught her staring at me. I looked. My sole experience was that rape and a bit of guilty frigging.”Chris laughed. “And my experience is the three women that I assaulted in that fucking frenzy today. I suppose I can add some very assiduous research on the net and a whole lot of secretive frigging.” He took her hand. “Come on. We can do a bit better than that tonight just by exploring what comes naturally.”On the bed he resumed the kissing of her upper half, while his hands did some touching and stroking lower. Deb did a lot of. “Jacob my lad, I’ve met the most extraordinary woman. She has evoked feelings in me that are not within the normal distribution of my emotions. I am smitten.”“Who is she?” Jake asked.“Who is she indeed, is she a fallen angel sent here to torment my soul or...”“I mean what is her name.” Jake cut him off in mid-ramble.“Her name is Denise Smith. Ah, Denise, is there another name that could so evoke...”Jake cut him off again, “Er, Mr. McClelland where did you meet her?”“She just transferred to our.