Like myself, I figured Teri was bored as fuck. As if just fucking was even close to enough to keep that fine ass wynch happy. But I'm never too bored for a good old fashioned dick sucking. I pictured Teri as not only willing, but just the kind of dirty girl I had in mind. Though I didn't really know her, except from my ex, it was time to call her smokin' hot, bluffin' ass out.
"Hey hey, super sexy gal. Feel like doin' a little restless fuckin'? Don't give me an answer yet. Just come over. Let's talk about it."
It was almost as if she lived across the street. I answered the door.
"Damn, girl. Do you always look this edibly fuckable?"
"Of course. I can't help it. Do you always putt around the house wearing nothing but Speedos?"
"Yup. Gotta' keep this poor dick nice and ready at a moment's notice. Oscar's mighty lonely lately. Wake him if you want. The longer it's been, the harder he gets. Though I'm not sure he's in a spittin' mood these days."
"Sure hope so. Dig the name. Lacey still raves about your legendary dick acrobatics. I wouldn't mind gargling some of Oscar's spit."
"Thanks. Can't say I blame ya'. He'd love to see you strip. Real slow and all sexy like."
As per reputation, Teri had one crazy, knockout body no sane man could possibly resist. Namely me.
"Holy shit Bret. You must have got a cock pump or something. Your monster tool looks at least an inch or two longer and a lot fatter than your ex told me."
"Yeah, I suppose it is. Damn dick pump. Unfortunately, it won't get fully hard now."
"Geezus. That does majorly suck. Personally, I bet your old dick was just fine. I know I can suck it back to life. Gag me with your super snake."
"Sure, but you know what I've always said?"
"Let me guess. The thing Lacey respected most about you was your philosophy on women. 'The only thing better than fucking pussy is sucking pussy'. I'd have to agree."
Teri started stripping.
"You got it. Keep going. And?"