.fuuuckk...fuckin' better than any cocksucker I've had, Kitty; thanks a lot faggot...you're doing just fuckin' great..."Basu kept talking....I couldn'... object to anything he said. Then I got an idea. I slowly looked past his chiseled abdominal muscles, past his massive muscled chest and into his piercing blue eyes. He looked at me with a mixture of lust, contempt, and power...shit, I nearly came when I saw that. I sort of smiled back at him with his cock stretching my lips impossible."Watch. After I finished I looked across to my neighbor’s window and again I saw Fatima standing there looking at me through the blinds. I immediately turned off my laptop and fell asleep feeling embarrassed.The next day I Fatima’s husband leave with a lot of luggage, it seemed like he was leaving on a long business trip. A few hours passed and I heard my doorbell ring. I opened it and to my surprise it was Fatima in a black jilbab and black niqab. She said, “My husband has gone on a business trip and. Her worst fears about Hurricane Cheryl were coming true-she was often left in her wake. I tried to reassure her.It helped that she got asked out on a couple of dates. She had a few short-lived boyfriends that year. I had a girl that I dated most of the fall and into the winter. And we'd talk about that, too. That was actually rather humorous. These relationships were typical high-school stuff-rocky as a dinghy in an ocean storm. I'd complain about Marie, and Alex would say, "I'd never do that. Initially I could tell which girl was sucking me but pretty soon Emma had gotten the hang of it and was getting better. She was a very quick learner so I told Julie to leave her to it and we watched Emma together, Julie kept giving her instructions and after each one Emma would take my cock out of her mouth and say "Yes Miss" before opening her soft lips again and adapting her technique. I could soon feel the inevitable coming so I ordered Emma to keep going until I told her to stop, no matter.