How? Oh. My. God. By talking with him for two weeks? Reading him some poetry? Drawing a portrait of him? Scampering at the beach holding hands? Yeah, ...right. I'm screwed. I try to say something, desperately, make a joke, act casual, "Umm…", nothing. Just a confused expression, that’s all I’ve got.And Dominic says, "Hey, let’s take your shit and leave it in your rooms, and then we can start a part-ay, yeah? Tyler!? Move, muthafucka!" He points his eyes at our bags, and Tyler takes two of our. I watched as my semen slowly bubbled out and overflowed my swollen head. My index finger and thumb were covered with globs of my semen. When I could speak again, she asked me if I liked the taste or not and I confessed that I had not held up my end of the bargain. She asked if I was afraid of it. I told her that I was not afraid of it; it was just that I had lost the desire to. She began whining and said that the thought of me cleaning myself up was so beautiful to her that she did not think. Before he knew it, he had swallowed more meat than 70 percent of the bitches Pete had ever fucked. The more Pete played with Rome’s basketball of an ass, Rome’s emotional state became more submissive. The more his homie slid his fingers into the crack of his ass the more comfortable he felt, until his dick sucking matched the feminine technics of some of his favorite pornstars. In his mind he started chanting;“Superhead that dick”!“FUCK!!! Bitch, eat that dick, eat every fucking inch of. I slid her dress up, grabbed both of her ass cheeks and started pulling her towards my mouth so I could start sucking on her wet clit. Her hips were moving nice and slow as to make sure that my tongue was licking her entire pussy. She is getting extremely wet and moaning louder. I slid two of my fingers into her pussy to find her hot spot. When I did, her hips started really moving back and forth in a really nice fucking motion. She is just about ready to cum; I could feel her pussy starting to.