I say no (go figure).Years later, I spent hours in the college johns trying to see guys cocks any way I could without really getting involved myself. ...ometimes they would play with each other under the stall partitions, and I remember seeing one really big cock dangling between some older guys legs a few stalls down from mine, and then his neighbor leans over and just deep throats the thing. He is bobbing down on this enormous cock and apparently takes the load down his throat, cuz he quits,. The more I sucked the more I became aroused.All I wanted to do was try to feed on this cock and be good at it.I became lost in what I was doing and enthralled in sucking his cock, that I forgot Cynthia was right next to me.Deep down I felt ashamed but all I wanted to do, was to feed on his cock for the time being.Never would I have thought this possible thirty minutes ago.I tried doing things that I like being done to me like; to suck hard on the tip and to deep throat his cock.But my gag. Bolden-Ahern, who shook his head. “That deal was then, this is now. The deal is off the table – you, on the other hand, are on it! Carl, please proceed!”Carl struck her left breast with great force. Immediately a bright red line formed where it had been hit. He struck again, hitting the same breast. Rebecca felt as if her breast was being torn off her body. “Pleeeaase, stop!”, she screamed, “I will do aaanyything!”Carl, with raised cane, looked over at Mr. Bolden-Ahern. He indicated him to stop. Wonderful. She pushed me back a bit so that she could sit up and cup my breasts. Touching the steel barbells through my nipples, she asked "Did that feel good?" I laughed again, and pushed her back to kiss her deeply, pinching her nipples a bit now, reveling in the feel of her body pushing against mine, begging for more. "Yes," I growled softly "It felt very good" I slowly got rougher with her breasts, using my teeth, lips, tongue and hands until she was moaning loudly and bucking wildly.