Joseph walked to the girl and stopped before her. He unzipped his pants and fished his flaccid cock through the opening. “Suck me off, Vanessa,” h... ordered.She stared at him without comprehension, although she began to rise off the floor. “What?” she croaked.Reaching down, Joseph grabbed the girl’s head and dragged her upright, to her knees. “Suck my cock, I said. Make me cum in your mouth and swallow.” He pulled her face to his crotch and began swinging his hips. His semi-soft cock began. The shoes are four inch black stilettos with straps. The pearl teardrop earrings are next. The final touch is my pearl teardrop pendant which rests in my ample cleavage and stands out against my all over tan. I look at my reflection in the mirror. Satisfied with the way I look, I head out to my car. The ride to Sirs (Mr. Reese) home was smooth, no traffic to speak of. Getting out of my car, I walk up the steps and ring the bell. Sir answers the door and escorts me to the great room. There,. “I was nice to chat with you.” “The pleasure was all mine,” he said. Okay, it’s trite and tired, but still, him saying it with that smile on his face, with his dreamy southern accent, and those God damned lusty and obviously plumper loving brown eyes. Chills writing it now. Nipples hard. Pussy wet. Still sweating, and at that moment it had started in those slight little creases and folds on my neck as well. I could just see myself on a bed in a cool and dark room, letting him fuck me in. “And you never do anything against their will, right?”“Mom, come on. If I did that, they wouldn’t go out with me again.”“I know boys have urges, Bobby, especially when they get to your age.”I almost asked her if she was going to have the same talk with me that she had with Cathy, but then she’d know that I knew about her talk with Cathy, and I was pretty sure Cathy didn’t want that.“I’m handling my urges just fine,” I said.“Good. A lot of parents think masturbation is wrong, but not your father.