In a way, she reminded me of a girl from school named Tammy.In a way, she reminded me of a girl from school named Tammy. Tammy was a big girl. Not fat, just broad shoulders and an accompanying figure. When we were freshmen we played around a bit, but nothing much happened. Then, when we were seniors, we started running into each other more and more and we ended up back in her room, necking and petting. There really wasn't much talking, we just lay there in the dark, knowing that after graduation we probably wouldn't see each other again, nibbling and stroking. She found her way down to my pants and worked the zipper open, then proceeded to lick me with great passion and thoroughness, bathing my whole midriff with her tongue. All the while, I was aching for her to open her mouth, go for my engorged cock, and take the shaft deep into her throat as I pumped my hot come into her. She took her time, though. She came back up without sucking me, and I kissed her hard and ripped off her shirt. She had been gentle, but I couldn't wait. Her nipples were already hard as I began to lick them, then had her lick my fingers before I rolled those nipples and she rolled her eyes. I went for her pants but she stopped me, telling me that it was the wrong time of the month, maybe next week. Then she smiled and said "That doesn't mean we can't have fun, though." and headed back down to my cock. With a little encouragement, she once again had be going hot and heavy, ready to fire, and she still hadn't sucked it yet. I had never had a deep throat job before, but I was ready to make her take all of it whether she wanted it or not. When she started to lower her lips around the shaft, her fingers tickling my balls, I raised up off the bed to meet her. She didn't need my help. She was headed toward the base of my cock and wasn't going to be held back. |