That beer's calling my name."Shane tried to keep his imagination under control, but it was difficult. With her sitting in the passenger seat next to h...m, going to his place, it was hard not to fantasize about things unlikely to actually unfold. Even bundled up in a winter coat, she looked hot as hell.He pulled up at the house he rented and grabbed the beer from the back seat. When he unlocked the door and let her in, she looked around for a second and said, "Hell, this ain't so bad. You had me. She was rubbing my crotch the whole time.Then she went down on her knees, undid my jeans, pulled out my cock and starting sucking it – I mean did she ever suck me off! Took my whole cock in her mouth and sounding like she’s really enjoying it. I was enjoying it, I can tell ya. So she pulls my jeans right off and I take my t-shirt off. She’s only wearing this tiny g-string so she loses that pretty quick and she’s flat on her back with those long slim legs spread as far apart as she can get them.. We lived in New York state, so we only had about an hour to travel to Sullivan County where the festival would be.While we were driving, Ethan rolled some grass and we all toked on it a while. It was some decent shit and I was already feeling some good vibrations. All the girls took off their tops, while we got high.We listened to some Led Zeppelin as we cruised down the road. We all sang and had a good time. Occasionally, the men would kiss us and feel on our breasts. I wasn't a virgin and. I came out and dressed silently, packing the rest of my stuff. Then I turned to Roberto and said, ‘You know, you’re a real bastard, an ‘hijo de puta’. I know you had planned to do something like this from the beginning. I don’t know how you were planning to do it, but you were. You’ve always treated me like a whore. And you know, yes, I’m a whore, I love fucking and sucking cock. But I choose who I fuck and who I suck. And let me tell you, this is the end for you. I don’t want you calling me.