Slower. Deeper. Beth then moved down to check out my cock, which is textbook beautiful if I do say so myself. It is straight, smooth-skinned, beautifu... head, no unsightly veins or warts, trimmed pubic hair...and on this day it was juicing like crazy. She took a taste and made an, "ummm, ummm," sound. She went deep on me. Oh, my fucking God! For a few seconds I think I knew Jesus. She wasn't really giving me a blow job, she was just worshipping at the alter of hard cock. "It's been a long time,". Or even being there. Or maybe participating with us. OMG Again!! Where did that come from?EEK! There he is. "Hi Ryan." He was all alone, going to Social Studies. That was a little weird, considering the constellation of girls usually around him. He had - as usual - a boner.Here comes the 'relief' squad. One of those girls will be down on her knees in a minute. They greeted him with the usual chorus: "Hey Ryan!" "How you doing, hon?" "What's UP?" -- that last prompted giggles on their part - and. "Let me tell you more about the gang. Though we'd known each other and been friendly for years, we really came together after a PFLAG-type meeting. We talked about safe sex and none of us was thrilled about condoms. Not a one of us was interested in waiting until after marriage. Finally, Sandy suggested that, if enough of us agreed to be friends with benefits, we would have safety and variety without the heavy emotional baggage that none of us were ready for."Melinda whispered, "Till now," and. .”“I have no choice,” he snapped, interrupting before she could get her thoughts out. “This has to be more of Moreau’s doing ... And if those bastards have hurt so much as one hair on...” He chopped the sentence off before continuing in another vein, “Guess I need to get to the back door. And tell Tina her family is going to be fine.”“Jeff...” Diana began.“I know. I’ll be careful, but it’s those two bastards who need to take care,” he snapped, pointing to the big screen as it showed a view shot.