She seemed a little tipsy, but not too drunk. We talked. Watched some TV, and joked for a while. She made no mention of her boyfriend, so I assumed ei...her she didn't have one anymore or didn't want to discuss it. At one point, I got up to use the restroom. When I came out, she grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. She planted a quick kiss, as she opened my belt. Then she got down on her knees and started sucking my dick. She first dove down on it, before starting to lick and tease me. She. ”And with that the small slit opened up again, and a few bills passed through.“That’s twelve thousand right here. I promised you your cut, here, take these.”“I’ll come by again, some day later.”And with that Bryan got his back in his car, drove it right back where he got it from, and left walking.When his mother woke up, she found twelve hundreds laying right on the coffee table, with a note saying: “Don’t give up.”-=Five Months Later=-Bryan was living in a nice, cosy house, and his mother had. Joan, her neck and head cradled in Bill’s right arm, smiled up at him. He was gazing into her bright hazel eyes. Bill wrapped his left arm around Joan’s waist and, with his right arm, pulled her face toward his as he bent to kiss her. They kissed again. This time, they kissed with a passion neither had known before. Both knew their relationship was rapidly changing. No longer would they be just friends and study partners. They were becoming much more then that to one another. As they broke. “Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” she repeats as she shudders and has a series of orgasms. I am very pleased with myself and my ability to provide sexual pleasure to another female. Now I want Joan to pleasure me and watch me blow my man.“Watch and enjoy baby, my turn on is your turn on, better still kiss me. Now lick my nipples while you watch,” I moan standing with my legs wide apart as Joan kneels with her arms between my legs with her hands cupping my ass. “Is this what you wanted.