I have shared a few stories about some of my best fucks, but I also have had my share of dead roots. The first time I experienced a dead root was in the Phillipines when my mates and I went over for their our first fuck trip. Not being to fussed I took one of the bar girls back to my motel room and she just layed there, no headjob, no moaning, no pounding, I didn't even blow in her cunt, just pulled out and whipped off the condom and took her back to the bar, lucky I only paid about 20 bucks for her. A few years later I was TAFE a part of my schooling for my apprenticeship as a Chef. Among the students, was a girl named Martha, a catering student that was in my Health classes. She was nothing special, and even though I had perved on her, I never had made a move, until New Years Eve 1984. I had gone to a black tie function with some mates, and Martha was there. I talked to her for a while, had a drink with her and didn't really give her much of another thought till midnight. As I was walking around kissing girls and wishing them a Happy New year, I came across Martha, I went to give her Happy New Year kiss on the cheek, and she moved her head and opened her mouth. Next thing you know, we are swapping spit and she kissing me passionately. I decided to stay with her and see what happens, and about 1:00am she asked if I wanted to grab cab back to her friends house where she was staying for the night. My cock went instantly hard and as we were in the cab heading to the house, I squeezed her tit as we kissed, knowing that I was about to fuck her. I did get the cab to stop at 7/11 so I could grab some condoms, (went out NYE without condoms, never made that mistake again). Got to her friends house, had a smoke and a beer on the couch and started our foreplay there, From the passionate kiss we began to feel each other up and my biggest surprise was when she took off her bra and had a inverted nipple on her right tit. I had never seen that before, but a tit was a tit and I happily sucked it. Holding hands, we moved into the bedroom, I was stark naked and she had a pair of black lacy undies on, She layed down, and I began to explore her body with my tongue, moving down towards her undies which I pulled down to revel a rather hairy bushy pussy. I rubbed her pussy and slowly put my finger inside it, twirling it making sure that I hit her clit. She was now giving a slight moan so I pulled her legs apart, and went down on to her hairy cunt, moving my cock towards her face so we would 69er. After a minute or so of licking her out, she still had not start sucking me, so I asked her if she wanted to 69 with me. She said no, so I thought, fuck this then. I climbed on top of her grab, took the condom off the bedside table, rolled it on while she laid there, and slide my cock into pussy. I began to hump her and she laid there, occasionally giving a slight moan, but she did not response at all, no re-action that she was actually enjoying this fuck. She just fucking layed there, and after a couple of minutes of humping, I actually asked her if she wanted me to keep going. "if you want to" was her answer, so I pulled out before I blew took off the condom and she seemed somewhat relieved. She layed across my chest, gave me a kiss and fell asleep in my arms, while I reached down, grab my cock and wanked it off. The next morning, I woke up to find the bed empty, but could hear her in the kitchen. I had a coffee with her, called a cab and went home, thinking to myself, that I had picked the wrong fuck that New Years Eve.