Apparently I’d started clicking my pen again.I rolled my eyes and put on an attitude, like I totally hadn’t just been thinking of her topless. “...Oh I’m so scared, as if you could take me.”She shot me a glare. “Oh I could take you, rainbow.”‘Rainbow’ was one of her many nicknames for me, not because I was gay, oh no, that’d be too subtle. My hair is what earned the nickname. Not only was it half shaved with fluffy blonde bangs, the rest of my hair went down to my waist and was dyed rainbow. And. It was very interesting to meet them and talk with them. You were the subject of most of our conversations. Angel was busy in the kitchen, so Betty and I spent most of the party talking about you and answering questions about you. A few of the women just had to go into the kitchen to meet Angel, and I’m sure she spent some time with them talking about you and about being a masturbatrix.? Betty and Darlene finished their cigarettes. They lit another, and Betty asked Angel, ?Could you take his. And it wasn’t as if the sex wasn’t good. Well, it was certainly good for her. She leaned back to stare at the light shade on the ceiling while Dalitha rolled on top of her, two fingers still stroking the dark brown hairs of Salim’s crotch. ‘I do love you, Auntie,’ Dalitha said, not wishing to upset her lover, ‘but it’s not like what I think love should be. It’s not like in the films. It’s a different kind of love. A more sister-like love.’ And talking about her sister, the door eased open and. His mouth roams freely all over my loins. Before long, husband and wife are kissing each other and smacking their lips against my prick while they do it. It feels like their tongues are having a wrestling match, and the tip of my cock is the ring. They work their mouths in unison, one on either side of my shaft, jerking me off between their lips. It feels so real. It's as if I can feel their hands groping and touching me. Even in my dream state it's intoxicating not knowing whose finger is.