Steve's ready for more.

I didn't understand what was going on, but when he came in my mouth, I actually followed suit. It was like tasting the nectuar of the gods or something. I swallowed every drop, sucking on him until I was certain there was no more left. I thought it was over...maybe I'd return to normal or seek someone else out. Instead, I watched as Steve grew hard again...but...harder and bigger then last time.

Again, I put my mouth to work, sucking his meat as if I was a twenty dollar whore on Seventh and Main. He fingered me, rubbing my clit and making me mewl in pleasure. I had never mewled before in my life and I was no stranger to flicking the bean. He blew his load again...and a few seconds later it happened again. Bigger, harder, and so much fucking better. In fact, I think his balls were bigger too.

I couldn't tell you how many times I sucked him off that night. Maybe ten. Maybe fifteen. Finally my stomach was full. I felt good. Instantly, I knew I had to return to my home. I climbed off the bed and peered back at Steven. ...what had I done? When I had entered, he looked like the champion of the chess team...skinny arms, bit of a belly on him. Now he was RRRRRRIPPED. Yes, rolling the "R" is required to get that right. I slinked back to my room where I got on my own bed, curled up and went to sleep.