I soaked my fingers and placed them in my mouth and tasted her aroma and the pungent taste of her three days old pussy. My dick was aching and my brai...n was under pressure to keep calm and not rush anything. I licked her white pussy slowly and she was mentally overcome by the pleasure. I realized that some of her pussy juice was dripping down to her asshole. Being the save the planet type of guy I am, I hate wasting food, money, water, energy, and pussy juice. So I licked her asshole and made it. I need not have worried. My cock was standing fully erect and she could see it through my jeans and immediately knelt down and took it out. Taking me in her mouth, she began to slide her tongue around in slow circles on the head of my dick and then began to slide my cock further into her mouth and fully deep throated me. Grasping the cheeks of my ass with her hands, she forced my cock deep into her mouth, back and forth, wetting the head of the cock with copius amounts of saliva and it began. Malena shrieked at the top of her lungs and squeezed the chair cushion as hard as she could. “Jack, I’m so sorry! I'm so, so sorry!” !he squealed and pushed her face into the pillow, dissolving in sobs. Jack heard her crying apologies against the pillow. “Get up, and bend over, with your legs together,” he told her. Crying, she did as she was told. Jack looked at his ex-girlfriend's full thighs. He brought the paddle down, hard, right below her bottom, at the tops of her thighs. He heard her. He never liked numbers much anyway, and he didn’t really care for them now that he faced a predicament where he both existed and didn’t exist at all. And so Charlie disliked his name but decided to live with it, and perhaps he had been so used to being called a ‘Zero’ in the school playgrounds, in the dining room where his once-living mother called him to supper, within the neatly-printed lines of the junk letters that collected on his coffee table, and within the strict, unbendable lines that.