Aly

Aly looks up from her book to catch Pat staring at her (again), this time smiling and feeling a rush of warm excitement, more akin to the early months of her relationship. "He must be horny," she thinks, giggling. She still remembers the first time she saw his cut jawline and bright (but squinting?) eyes smiling at her from the other side of the counter at the shitty convenience store she worked at freshman year... "(sigh) I never had a chance."

Yet she more distinctly remembers the first time he pulled out his 8 inch cock and offered it to her, the night of their first date. That giant, smooth, pulsating piece of human flesh felt so perfect in her mouth, she refused to release until swallowing every oozing drop of his cum that first night. Aly suddenly feels a twinge between her legs and an urge to do something wild.