"I'm going to kill you for all the girls you killed, for Nick. For myself. Because you are a piece of shit nothing that deserves to die."M stood, wipi...ng her spittle off of his face.Michelle waited for him to lose control, for his fists to fly into her. She longed for it with everything that was in her. If Nick was gone, as he said, then she would make sure he didn't live too much longer. She wanted him close enough to bite, close enough so that she could use the only tool she had left, her. After about 3 minutes I pulled out and grabbed my dick and held it over her stomach. I started squeezing and stroking as my cum shot out. The first spasm shot my load onto her face, the second landing at the base of her neck, the third in between her tits, the fourth and fifth landed high on her stomach. I was seeing stars. My first self induced orgasm wasn't even close to the one I had just had. I stroked and squeezed my dick a few more times making sure I had it all out. When I noticed I was. "Madam was well satisfied at that reply.When Ted's father finally did discover his son's purchase, they weren't caught in flagrante delicto. Instead, Madam was sitting on Ted's properly made bed, fully dressed, with her hands folded demurely on her lap. She had insisted that he keep any room she was in to a high standard. They had simply been talking about what she expected of Ted next, when his father barged in."What's going on here?" came the parental demand.Ted tried to answer, but he was so. I couldn’t blame the whiskey for our night of sex. I couldn’t blame anyone but myself. I started this and now I had to figure out where this was going. Could I keep our friendship unaffected and still have mind blowing sex with Jared? I could smell the coffee brewing from down the hall and hear the sounds of pans clinking together. Jared had left a folded t-shirt on the bed. So, I put on the shirt and my panties, and walked toward the kitchen in search of food. When I stepped into the kitchen.