He was moaning in pleasure as I repositioned slightly to allow his cock to continue down my throat. I began sucking up and down his cock, one hand holding me steady while the other held the base of his cock. “wow that feels amazing” he said. I pulled my head up and licked up and down his shaft. I paused to ask, “when was the last time you got a BJ?” before I took him back deep in my mouth. “Never” he said. I pulled my head up quickly.“What, Never?” I asked in shock.“nope my wife wouldn’t do it.” He said.“I want you to cum in my mouth” I told him. “you need the full experience” I said as I redoubled my efforts at sucking him dry. My mouth and head bobbing faster up and down, my tongue swirling around him. The car came to a slow stop. We were parked at an empty park. I spun a little more and put my knees on my seat so I had great access to his cock. He leaned back more letting me go down even farther on him, tickling my nose on his grey pubes. I felt his hand roaming down my back and. A bed, computer desk with two full-sized machines, bookshelf made from concrete blocks, and chest were pretty much it for furniture. Posters of the "Motherland" were pinned to the walls. Clothes and other belongings were strewn about. Pictures of Irma with various friends, mostly boys, lined the edges of a large mirror over the chest of drawers.Irma's lingerie drawer was very different from Joy's, John discovered. Nothing was folded. Instead everything was in one great pile. Mixed together were tiny string bikini panties and even tinier thongs, mere wisps of almost transparent fabric, along with a few of her bras made of miniscule bits of lace or satin. The biggest surprise was a very large box of condoms resting along side her lingerie.Multicolored... ribbed for maximum pleasure, the box read. John's heart rate immediately increased.Apparently little Irma is, as they say, sexually active... probably is fucking some of those muscle-bound near idiots who populate my classes, thought.
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