As far as I knew Julie had never sucked any cock but mine, and when I asked me she assured me that was the case. Yet at the same time she also assured...me she could win the contest, and she didn't mind at all that she would have to suck the cocks of four other men to do it. I was surprised to find that somehow I was comfortable with the idea of her doing it. Eventually, I gave in to her continued asking about it and agreed to enter the contest with her.A few days later both Julie and I were. She raised her arms to welcome him on top of her. One foot on the floor, one knee on the couch, he bent over her. Her hands, behind his neck, pulled their mouths together.He shifted lower, his mouth seeking her breasts as his hand probed between her legs. His tongue wet her nipples as her pussy wet his fingers. She followed his lead as he lifted her leg to get better access to her opening. As unsure as she was that she could fully accommodate that massive cock, so was she sure that she wanted. The work had started, but was not yet finished. Nevertheless, John commented that it was quieter in the house already. Everybody figured that it had to be true, since John was the strongest critic of the sounds escaping from the bedroom, and they were all happy if John was.The work went quickly because the contractor was injecting polyurethane foam into the space within the walls, etc. The foam cured quickly, so the job was supposed to be finished in three days. John could hardly wait. The foam. ” Time seems to stand still as you work my shaft with your lips. You drag your tongue up and down the length of my pole, swirling around the purple head each time you make a pass. Your stiff little tongue pokes and teases at the little opening at the tip. You look up at me again, slowly sliding the saliva-wet tip of my cock around your lips, rubbing it across your cheek. You feel my cum boiling up inside me. “I want your cum.” The sensations are almost too much for me to bear. Tonight.