Soon I was stroking him and feeling the slick, sticky pre cum leaking from his tip as I rubbed it all over his cock’s head and shaft. I wanted to su...k him, I wanted to taste his cock. Just a few short weeks ago, I would have never tried it, but now, in the dark, hot and horny, I nervously stared to lean over and had just slid my lips over his fat, cock’s head when he stopped me. Man, he really knew how to play me I later realized. He knew how bad I now wanted it but, he gave me an excuse of his. ’ With that, she pulled my underwear and pants down to my mid-thighs, squatted before me, and took my cock into her mouth. Now, at this point, I was not the most experienced guy around. In fact, while I’d received blowjobs as part of foreplay, I’d never had a girl on her knees before me. It was like a porn film come to life. (Yeah, okay, I admit it. I was watching plenty at the time.) She began sucking, bobbing her head back and forth along the length of my dick, using her fist to slowly pump. Her voice, strong and sultry, carried over the waters, drifting off into space and exorcising her thoughts. She would be okay, she’d face whatever life would throw at her even if she’d have to chuck a few stones back. One tune melted into another. She drifted from T’aint Nobody’s Business to Gimme A Pigfoot and then plowed into Lady Luck Blues, her body endlessly swaying to a private serenade. Before long, she’d sung, hummed and danced to over two dozen songs, her mind cleared of all unpleasant. What brand of car is that, Mark?" It's a 1956 Rolls-Royce Silver Wraith, Dad." 1956!" Mom gasped. "Couldn't you afford a newer car?" Mom, it's an antique like Dad said and a very expensive car. The O'Connells have owned it since it was new. They just haven't used it much in the past ten years or so," I told her. My parents had gone over to look more closely at the car while I was explaining this."And it still runs all right?" Mom asked, worried."Yes, it still runs fine. It was just recently.