My hair immediately drooped to the back of my neck uponthe removal of my mask. "Perfect, you look so nice and beautiful!" Iangrily snarled at the fish...-bowl-wearing supervillain. "How dare youremove my mask?!" Mysterio didn't answer, instead he gripped the sides ofhis helmet and started to remove his fish-bowl helmet. UnderneathMysterio's helmet was not the face of Quentin Beck, but instead it was myown! "I removed your mask because you no longer have need for it, you areabout to be a mannequin. ?" he asked as Simone wiped her tears."Yea, Kid. I'm gonna be fine." So, what else do we have to talk about?" Well, I thought maybe we should talk about, the things we've been doing." Like what?" Kevin, I think you know what I mean. The things we've been doing ... in my bed?" Oh yea ... that." Oh yea ... that," Simone repeated in a playfully mocking tone. "Yea, that ... like when you nurse at my breasts, or we kiss for two hours, or when your mouth and your hands roam all over my body. That. Her head hurt, her mouth was dry, and she felt as though every kind of creature was crawling over her eyeballs. She covered her face with the pillow, and listened to the clock radio. It was singing at her, telling her it was time to get up. But how could she? She had stayed out way too late with her friends last night, and ended up so sloshed she couldn’t even stand upright on her own. And she had never, ever, in her entire life, been drunk! Till last night… The phone rang, and Sam heard stars.. I thought that I must be straight.Time went on and years later, I realized that I wasn’t straight. I learned that I like blow jobs, but they are not what makes me shoot my load. I need foreplay. For me lips and tongues playing together starts the fire. I love the feel of a man’s body. There is the delicious taste of a nipple in my mouth. The wonderful feel of a hard dick. It is glorious to bury a tongue into a sweet ass hole. Then there is that thrill of pounding a tight hole with my.