Please have a seat.” She pointed to an old gray sofa and I sat as she indicated. She sucked me so well that I’d rather have a blowjob from her than ANYTHING else with ANYBODY else. My grandfather had liked her, but I had no health issues, and the lady’s job ratings were “below average” or “poor” in several categories. She inhaled another large drag, and the movement of her cheeks inspired my underwear to shrink even further. “I hope that made you feel better?”
“SO MUCH better! I felt nauseous briefly. I have beer, red wine, orange juice?”
“What type of red, what vintage?”
She looked at the bottle. She sucked me so well that I’d rather have a blowjob from her than ANYTHING else with ANYBODY else. “It just says ‘Red Wine’.”
She held it out and I recognized it as ‘One-star, Vintage: last Monday’. My mother’s boyfriend taught me both as gifts for my 18th birthday. She had deep brown eyes, shiny black hair and medium-dark skin.
