What do you expect? He was a spoiled brat who was born with good looks, money and power, yet never appreciated any of it. He even managed to flush his...perfect life down the toilet. If I had what he had, I would have appreciated it more and put it to good use. I wouldn’t have wasted my life by doing drugs and sleeping around. Lucas was a loser. But I respected Mr. Jenkins, Lucas father. He came to America from Ireland decades ago, and tried his best to make his way into the world. He offered his. “Oh Greg,” she sang. The melody sounding through the room and like a call of a siren. He stood up and swayed at the foot of the bed. “Why don’t you come here and slip into something more-comfortable,” she said. It amazed her how meaty her ass had become as she spread her cheeks. “Like right between these cheeks. Come and give yourself entirely to me,” she said. Compelled to be obedient, Greg climbed into the bed and planted the thick head of his shaft against her. He wasn’t lubed up,. Turns out, it was a waste of energy, as he didn’t even get out of his car and walk me up, but just leaned over for a kiss and drove off. So I walked in, gathered my nerves, and dropped my jeans, shirt, bra and panties at the door. Four times that week I was over, and each time I willingly gave up my clothes. And each time I was so excited that I could have had an orgasm with but a touch as I stood there. Best of all, four times one, or both, of my best friends took me to the most amazing. YOU smell my pre-cum, you wantto taste cock inside your mouth. You need to suck thatrock hard shaft! Somehow I sense your desire for thisand press my cock to your lips. They part quickly…eager to milk my bone dry of all the cum I have. I thrust deep into your throat so much that I think youmight gag, yet you quickly adjust and deep throatme…constricting your throat muscles around my shaft. Away that you have learned please a man greatly. I seeyou smile between thrusts of my cock,.