You think you can sneak in here and fuck my girl, what you think she is and fuck boy lover. That's what you think she is...a fuck boy lover...' I coul...dn't see Miranda except that she had the sheets entwined around her naked body, at least what I could see around the Hulk. Hulk slapped me up side the head again and said '...bitch you gonna show Miranda here how to suck a mans dick...now ask me to let you suck my dick...ask me bitch...' Too embarrassed or scared I couldn't manage to say a word.. ”“Well, it’s still not an excuse.”“Don’t be mad, baby,” I tell him, resting my head on his shoulder.“Wow, you really are drunk,” he rolls his eyes.“I’m not drunk!” I cry indignantly, “All that sitting around waiting for you sobered me up,” I tease.“Ha ha,” he rolls his eyes again, “I guess you’re not as drunk as I thought.”“No, I’m not,” I tell him seductively. I place my hand on his thigh and slowly stroke up and down.“Max, what are you doing?” Gabe’s voice cracks.“I’m not doing anything,” I. I felt a twinge of sadness that I would have to keep the last night in San Antonio a secret from Ron; he would never be able to accept it; but the twinge was overwhelmed by the soaring joy I felt in my life.I climbed off the train in Chicago only to find to my astonishment that I was indoors, in a huge hall. This place was like nothing I had ever imagined. It seemed like there were millions of people going in all directions at once. I looked around in bewilderment, and then I heard his. It's pretty powerful, and very erotic. She came to me first, took an unbelievable hit and covered my mouth with hers, stuck her tounge in as far as it would go and blew the smoke down my throat. At the same time, I reached under her shirt and grabbed a hold of her big, soft tits and massaged her Fock, hard nipples between my fingers. She gave out a low, sensual moan as she continued to jab her toungue in my mouth. Jeremy was beside himself with pleasure, and waited patiently for his turn. Once.