.yea...ohhh shit,right there...ahhhhh." That shit felt too good.I could tell he was smilling when he answered me. "Im spelling my name with my tounge...." That was the best I had ever had. I came so good, didn't squirt, just came really hard. He finally came up for air and got on top of me and positioned himself so that the head of his dick gently caressed the tip of my clit while he whispered in my ear. "Do He know that yo pussy taste like Sour Green Apple Jolly Ranchers?" I giggled a little and. Shopping was something that Kat never really took a lot of pleasure in doing. She knew that some women could window shop for hours, trying on clothes and shoes, yet never buying anything. Kat preferred to know what she wanted before she arrived, to make her purchases and leave as quickly as possible. Crowds bothered her.Today was different, somehow. She was shopping for herself, but she really wasn't. She was shopping for something that Pan would like to see her wear. It was a new experience. He put his hands around my head and pulled it tight against him. His softening cock was still long enough to enter my throat a little as he moaned out his last, “Oh shit.” Although my mouth and some of my throat was stuffed with his cock, its softness allowed me to breathe through my nose holding it there for a few minutes. I never felt so fulfilled from giving a blowjob as I did at this moment. Bill relaxed his grip on my head leaving the decision to withdraw to me. After a few more moments of. They walked out to a limo with my dad, Greg and another man I didn’t know following them. As they drove off, it came to me. Oh My God!!! THOSE EYES!!! Jake, my God, it was Jake. I started to step toward the limo as it left the curb and fell. My bad ankle twisted and a sharp pain went through it. I cried to Neil, I’m hurt. I saw my dad coming toward me. I said get away from me, you Son of a Bitch. Don’t touch me. He still had no idea of the hatred I felt for him. My ankle was swelling. They.