‘You like it?’ he said to me. ‘Fine piece of meat,’ I replied. ‘You give head?’ he asked. ‘Me?!’ I spluttered. ‘Get down and suck m... while Joe fucks your wife,’ he said. I wasn’t really sure though the thought of lubricating the monster that was going into Kate appealed to me. I dropped to my knees and started to suck it. I couldn’t manage much at first but he started to pump the brute into my face and my saliva was noticeable against the black skin. I was really horny. Kate was gone!. What is really scaring me is that... When I saw Judy licking and sucking Donna's ass, I... I wanted to have that kind of pleasure, you know? When Judy started to eat me, I... I had no idea I would feel like that! It was wonderful, Bobby, wonderful. Again, it was a serious orgasm, I didn't know I could have one of these in front of several people. When I felt her skin... Men are not like that, believe me. I'm not saying it's better, but I'm saying it's different. It's another thing, you know,. I say this with no false humility, because by the time I got to college women had changed their minds about the need for brains. They had also changed their minds about the length of their hemlines, and the combination of competition and distraction pulled me sharply back into the middle of the pack.But grade school was a simpler and harsher time. I was typecast as the bumbling brainiac, and I hated it. In class I daydreamed of being just an ordinary kid. My daydreams were usually interrupted. "Wake up, slut! It's 2pm!" She is clearly upset, from the short and urgent movements of her perfect legs, and the way her heels are clicking on the wood floor. "Move your ass, whore! Who told you could sleep so late?"I can do nothing, dare do nothing but watch as she aligns the spike heel of her boots over my cock, and lowers it slowly and firmly. The result is an urgent pulse of intense pain shooting through me, and each involuntary squirm of my body makes it worse."Fucking bitch. .