Puffing and panting and pulling hard on his chest, the sustained pressure on his lungs forcing a reaching gasp, the blockage miraculously spilling fro...m his mouth, the sticky substance dropping to the ground in a stream of choking saliva. The car door slammed shut, tyres spinning over tarmac, clouds of exhaust fumes spilling in his wake, a clear sign that the faceless man was in a desperate hurry to leave. He coughed and wheezed through a lingering trail of choking exhaust, removing strings of. I was telling him that I'm going to be proposing soon to my girlfriend too and he went on to say he was happy to hear I wasn't with my ex-gf anymore because she was a whore and that I got out of that relationship. I thought he was talking about my ex who I dated for 4yrs right after I broke it off with her I learned she was some slut that cheated on me tons of times. He said her name, my current girlfriends name. I said no you mean J***, he says no N***. I told him thats the girl I'm still. By the time she finished giving me the blowjob and I pressing and kissing her boobs, it was 3Am. I went back to the bed room and she went to the hall and slept there. My underwear was all wet with her blowjob and by licking her boobs. Although I’ve wiped my dick properly, it again leaked some more sperm when I started to sleep thinking about her. I covered myself with the blanket and slept.I woke up very late on the next day at 11 Am. If it was my home, I wake up at 4:30Am in the morning. But. But here's the kicker: while it used modern day language with it's characters, it was a period piece set during the start of the Russian revolution. I had labored over it for many months, changing dialogue and characters, spicing in enough wit to make it not too dark when the inevitable climax - a viscious game of Russian roulette played out by the two kids of the story - came. Petty and everyone else I had shown it to thought it was good, but out here I learned painfully that "good" didn't get.