We didn’t talk all that often, as she was my favorite of all the girls I obsessed over. We had almost identical schedules throughout junior and senior years, but we didn’t hang… after all, my fear of rejection kept me quiet and with few true friends. Katie didn’t have a boyfriend, and I always thought that all I had to do was ask…but you guessed it, I never did. Katie was always the center of the social scene… she controlled who was going to host the keg party and her older 21 yr old brother always got her the kegs. Katie was just cool, sexy, and funny… Katie had all the food groups if you know what I mean. I didn’t have a lot of friends, and those I had were equally shy… so that was our bond. No drinking, no dating for me… I didn’t even go to my junior prom. My obsession over Jen and Katie were paramount my junior year… I jerked off to them religiously… I envisioned them behaving according to their personality. That truth still holds true today… my spank bank is filled with blowjob women behaving according to their personalities… I preferred girls who acted sexually in reality as opposed to the porn acting we’re all accustomed to now. Jen shockingly was my favorite to jerk off to. She played hard mother to get… and so all I ever imagined was her giving me insane blow jobs. In my mind, the greatest imaginary story, was her blowing me, but not swallowing… as she thought that to be disgusting. Sex was never on the table, as her boyfriend John always bitched in locker room and the rumors I guess were never really rumors. Katie, on the other hand… never had any rumors, no boyfriend to spread them… but she was a ton of fun, so I always imagined her being a great lay, full of sexual energy, and a high sex drive. Senior Year came, and I had a plan, a goal, an agenda. GET FUCKING LAID!!!! I had a good sized growth spurt between junior and senior years. I probably grew and inch and filled out weight wise. I was solid but my fear of rejection stayed with me family all senior year. As summer ended, I was prepared for mom school… get fucking laid one way or another. Day 1 of school, I walked in, tanned body wearing kacky pants and a pink shirt. I knew that today of all days, I was going to look my best. I had pussy just come off a week long cruise with my parents and brother. As yet another cunt is riding my valorous tongue I feel all the right speeds and slickness and sensations coalescing on my still hard pecker and I know I'm going to cum one more time. “And if you see me, Justin Sampson, or Aurora Pritchard in the locker room, you really want to have sex with us. They probably think my boys will crumble at the first sign of blood. The acceleration of his thrusts soon had him breathless and he moaned as he ejaculated into a very tired pussy. He smelled of salt and sweat. I sucked in that clit and swirled my tongue around it. My hands continued to stroke his cock but my tongue was all over his huge balls. “Zane I’m really sorry” she said. That is when Kevin pussy takes one hand under mother his belly and I could tell he was jerking his cock. "I will need some inspiration for our first mom session" he smiled. You can just change in here.” I said hoping she would stay. I thanked him and went inside. Rekha: "What?" If Jess' moaning was any indication, she was enjoying it. "Baby girl, now you wouldn't want it blowjob to get around, that I'm still hittin it. They seem to buy it; my sister has a wide grin. She gave Mallika a sly smile, “I spent a long time in training him. Suddenly her face was aflame. I love you, and this afternoon I “Silly man Doug, how do you think women are built? She swallowed my futa-jizz with hunger. He started to play Kevin Lyttle’s Turn Me On . Bobby looked at me and asked if I wanted to family go back to the bar and I told him I wasn’t ready yet because I haven’t been out in such a long time and I wanted to make the most of this night. Making-out was so much fun! His cum leaked out of me, running down my thighs. His half closed eyes had turned red and he had stretched down on the sofa without changing his clothes.