I’m just glad you’re over the whole salad thing.’ He chuckled, making me smile. He was another one that didn’t like my obsession with eating h...althy. ‘So what do you think about the prom?’ I turned around to face him as the chocolate ice cream started running down the vanilla. ‘Ethan, I really appreciate your concern, but I really don’t feel like going to the prom after everything.’ Liar! The word screamed out in my head. For weeks I’ve been waiting for the prom and was thankful I had someone. I whine a little, wishing I could have his cock in my hand without any pesky clothes in the way. He tells me he'd love to slide it in my mouth and I whimper with need. I want that. I'm dying to have his cock in my mouth again. He kisses me for real for a moment. It's a heartbeat, but it's a real kiss. A man's kiss for his woman. I feel so damn horny that I can barely stand it when he says I turn him on. I want to rip his clothes off and mine too and just fuck him!As if he read my thoughts he. And Josh." I told him how Josh had scoped what was going on with me and Jeff and decided he'd like a little mouth action of his own. How he gotten me into his bedroom one day after school and put me on my knees. "I was so used to being on my knees it hardly mattered that it wasn't the same cock, you know? Besides, I was 11 and he was 15 and he threatened to beat the shit out of me if I didn't do it." I looked over at him cautiously. He expression was neutral."Tell me about the other two," he. Helen moved a finger over Mark's cheek as she whispered, "I needed that desperately." Me too." Mark whispered back savoring the feelings that still held him like invisible arms."This does change things a bit." Helen said just as softly."I know. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it!" Mark said taking the wrong assumption in what she had said. He was an employee and she was his boss and this sort of thing was taboo."You're so silly! Of course you couldn't and neither could I! Honey, I wanted this to.