*You gotta do what your heart tells you to do. Let me tell you somethin’ right now. You’re only allowed three great women in your lifetime. They come along like the great fighters, every ten years. – A Bronx Tale*
Times have significantly changed since 1960. People are more promiscuous. While there still is a stigma against sleeping around that exists in our culture, it is thankfully becoming increasingly accepted to have a lot of sex. Maybe not as much as I have, I’m positive that I’ve had partners that never would have even breathed the same air as me had they known how much fucking I’ve done, but a lot. However Sonny’s quote rings true to me when I think about blow jobs.
I had fucked Joan a few hours before. That story will come later. Joan was a friend of Sarah, my girlfriend at the time, and in town for the weekend. And for the record, Sarah was present when I fucked Joan, it was that kind of relationship.
We didn’t really have any plans for when Joan was in town, which ended up being a good thing, as we ended up having copious amounts of sex. And while the sex was memorable and fantastic, Joan’s blow job ranks as one of the greats.