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Unremarkable Skip was eyeing round Greta, who returned his gaze with batted lashes, fibbing shy eyes, and a knowing smile. He has potential, she thought. Many women settle for men with potential, no matter what her angle might be. Settling comes easier the hungrier she is.*?Hey,? Skip said with all the suavity he could muster. ?Wanna dance??*?No, thanks.? She let his shoulders slump before delicately yanking on*his shirt. ?Hey,? she drawled, ?Wanna make out??*He did.*Greta wasn?t interested in any kind of kissing foreplay. The two found an unoccupied wall where she pinned his back, draped her arms up and around his neck, and fished his tongue out with hers. Skip appreciated her eagerness and gripped his hands behind her waist to keep her pressed against him.*She tugged at his tongue with her lips and teeth until Skip caught on that she wanted it as far down her throat as they could get it. Copious drool drenched their chins as she struggled to swallow it farther, farther more, and just a little more until?*Skip jerked away from a sting at the very tip of his tongue.*?No, don?t stop,? Greta panted as she gulped him back in. The next sting was more of a pinch that Skip felt all the way down to the tip of his swelling cock.*?What the fuck was that?? he called out after she released him.*The beginning, she answered to herself. ?I have a scar down my throat. It?s nothing.? She kissed him less fervently and rubbed his cock over his pants until his cum was wasted into the fabric of his underwear. Greta reached under his belt and recovered a fingerful which she lingeringly licked clean.*She called her phone with his and glided away into the crowd with a grace that belied her plumpness.*~~~*Greta needed to feed but patience was her friend. She ignored his first few texts before agreeing to meet him again at the same place. Skip smelled kocaeli escort less desperate and more anxious while they chatted at the bar. He wound his fingers through her jet-black ringlets and she rubbed the inside of his thigh.*When they kissed, his tongue more easily reached the back of her throat. He hadn?t noticed that it was just that much longer, but she did. He ignored the prick while she squeezed his.*Potential.*?I liked how your cum tasted the other night. I?ll bet your balls are filling up with lots more, right now, aren?t they??*She wasn?t wrong. His balls ached more than he would have expected after jerking off earlier to prepare for their date. ?It?s all yours if you want it.? Greta took him into the men?s room past some guy peeing.*?Dude!?*?Fuck off!? Greta scolded, her words reverberating more than they should have. She chose the far stall.*Skip couldn?t get his pants down fast enough for either of them. Greta pursed her lips on just his tip and sucked so hard that he swore he felt strings of his pre-cum being pulled out.*?Sweet,? she said to him, looking up with her smoldering black eyes. So very sweet. ?Do you like deep-throat??*Greta took her time licking and sucking her way down his (for the time being) modest cock.*Skip groaned as she traced her tongue along its pulsating veins. His cock felt stuffed to him, overfull like a water balloon stuck on the faucet. At long last, she took him in so deep that he could feel her throat constrict around it.*Exactly when the stinger pinched his cock the way it had his tongue, his balloon burst and she thirstily lapped every glop. Greta smiled around his shaft as it gradually, noticeably refilled. Skip was as impressed with himself as he was with her inspirational head bobbing. He rarely came twice in a night and never within minutes but this prompt, second orgasm was kocaeli escort bayan more intense and fruitful that the first. None of it went to waste.*Greta gave up on another rapid resuscitation. She retrieved a slip of paper from her bosom and shoved it into his pants pocket. ?This is where I live. Come there, any time.? She exited the stall to a round of applause.*Skip thought that he should hesitate but knew that he wouldn?t. He thought that he should question the stinging but knew that he wouldn?t. He couldn?t tell how much he had come but it almost felt like he was peeing when he did. He was sure that he shouldn?t see her again but knew that he would.*~~~*The next night, Greta was disrobing before Skip had the chance to close her front door. He couldn?t believe her curves. The undersides of her hefty breasts barely touched her chest and her richly colored dead straight nipples readily offered themselves. She had no belly to speak of, and her narrow waist complemented the opulence of her smooth, firm, apple-ass cheeks.*?I had prayed for you to be here.?*?I don?t know what it is that you do for me but I?ve never cum so*hard before.?*?I don?t believe that?s true, but it?s so sexy of you to say it.? Greta danced around Skip, removing pieces of his clothing with every pass until he was as naked as she. She pulled his face to hers and this time he rolled his tongue into her throat without her begging. The spring of his attentive cock was pulled back as soon as she stung his tongue far down her throat and she quickly moved her mouth to his shaft before its tension was released.*Skip might have fallen had his legs not become locked. Steady spurts of sperm bounced off the back of Greta?s throat, and she bit gently to make sure he didn?t pull out until he was done.*He dropped to his knees out of breath and she cradled his izmit escort head against her cunt. ?I?m sorry, I always have more control than that.?*?It isn?t your control that I want. My bedroom is over here.? Greta?s bedroom, like her entire place, was Spartan; functional. The bed was covered with*a sheet and a*single blanket was crumpled at the foot. She opened one of several bottles of water and gave it to Skip, who finished it in only a few swallows.*?I didn?t realize I was so thirsty,? he said.*?It?s important to keep your fluids up.?*She pushed him onto the bed and took his cock back into her mouth.*?No, it?s my turn to get you off, Greta.?*?In time. This is what I do. You?ll let a girl do what she does, won?t you??*Skip?s moan was answer enough. He couldn?t believe that he was getting hard again so soon and wasn?t about to argue. When she took him down her throat, he felt the pin-prick again, the little sting like before. He found that he welcomed it, like a love bite. He didn?t have much time to dwell as his balls and cock swelled. ?Oh, God, I?m going to cum again!?*Greta knew that he was going to cum before he did and shifted their positions to get her cunt to swallow his cock before his first stream poured out. She tipped her head back with a satisfied smile and drank it all in. When he was finally done, she bore down, trying to scratch an itch.*She continued to gently ride him, rolling their crotches together. Skip?s moment passed and it was clear that he was still hard as a rock. He debated whether he should ask if she came as well when Greta handed him another water.*?Greta, you?you?re?I?ve never been with a woman like you. I can only hope??*?Aren?t you sweet?? She squeezed his embedded cock and told him that he gave her what she wanted.*?Are you sure? I mean I honestly last a lot longer but I can?t with you.?*She silenced him with a nipple and cooed for him as she continued to grind. ?Do you have more for me?? Then she climbed off and lay on her back with her open cunt on display. ?I see your cock nodding. It?s saying ?yes? isn?t it??*