My poor pussy was dripping with my colleague’s cum.I then got on my knees and licked the cum on the top of his dick and took it into my mouth and be...gan to suck it. It was huge so I was not able to take it in completely into my mouth. His dick was around 10 inches long 6 inches wide. But, he pulled my hair and thrusted it deep down my throat even though it didn’t go completely.I sucked my colleague’s dick so wildly that he was rock hard within no time. He then pushed me onto the bed facing my. The voices got quieter after that but I could still hear noises. I believe I heard my name from time to time. And I think I even heard something about my condition thrown in there too. Then my Mom looked up and saw me in the window. She smiled and waved.I opened my window even farther and called from my second-story room, “Finally found my cell phone. Would anyone mind if I order pizza? I’m craving one of their pasta bread bowls.” All three of them said they’d like a pizza. “I’ll be down after. Or it should have been.As I said, they were good-looking and I had an entire week to concoct lewd scenarios in my head about them. Masturbatory fantasies, of course. I spent the entire week edging myself, not letting myself cum, working myself into a bit of a frenzy of denial. That was my downfall. By the time the weekend arrived, it was all I could think about, which led to a series of incredibly questionable decisions. Such as lading up on water. And wearing a skirt to go hiking in, and. " There's emotional—? Never mind, I'll find out about that once I get there, I guess. So, how come I'm broken?" Hey." Kerri took her by the chin and made her look up at her face. "You're not broken. Don't give me that crap, Amanda. You're not broken and you know it. That's the whole point—that you're not broken." Then why doesn't it work?" Well, that's what I just went through a whole storytelling session to explain. I think that it doesn't work because you never had the chance to make that.