I open my mouth wide and take just a little but of it in. It wasn’t half bad.More and more I got into it and went down on it deeper. He asked me if ...I liked it. My eyes looked up at him while I kept sucking it and I shook my head yes. His hand started pushing down on my head. I didn’t like him doing that but his cock was the only thing on my mind at that moment.He yelled “STOP” and I got scared. I asked what was the matter and he just said to give him some time. I knew he was ready to cum. I. I want you to give me some more tonight."I feigned horror. "You'll wear me out." She kissed me hard. "Yeah, and you love it!" In that, she was completely correct. Neither of us was widely experienced sexually but we were enjoying "catching up" and getting to know each other's body. We touched a lot that day.The three of us prepared supper. After eating, Pat and I went into our room and made love until we were both exhausted. It was glorious.We woke at a more normal time in the morning. We did. She knew it. She tried to back away, but I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back to me. I was ready to fuck her. “Please don't.” She pleaded, too tired to fight anymore. I just shook my head and said, “You know I'm going to.” “At least wear protection,” she begged me. I looked her straight in the eye and said, “Why the fuck would I want to do that? I'm going to cum inside you!” She cried out loud, and I threw my hand over her mouth, “You remember what I said, don't you?” I asked her. Today represented her first day of freedom - freedom from her awful job at B&R, freedom from having to wear the same palette every day, and - it seemed - freedom from hangovers.She hadn’t gotten completely smashed, but after the amount that she’d had to drink last night, she would normally have expected at least a headache. For whatever reason, she felt great, and so Jillian decided to head to the mall and buy herself some new outfits to celebrate.She was standing in line for a coffee when she.