His blonde hair hung in his face a bit as he looked downwards. He somehow managed to kick off his pants and boxers while keeping me, still writhing, s...ubdued. Jason's huge 8 inch cock pressed against my lips. I'd blown him before, but this was entirely different, I felt threatened. "Open, Aiden"I shook my head no. "I don't want to hurt you sweet cheeks, but I will. And I can. You know I can."I turned my head to the side, defiant. I felt someone tug up the end of my light peasant top, and start. The second week was when I noticed that Samantha had a couple of bad habits. They weren’t really bad like surfing porn on the office internet connection but they were non-productive in nature. My office charged our customers by the minute and every minute that we billed them for had to be accounted for down to the last second. Personal time was limited in our office to one hour a day. That included a thirty minute lunch and two fifteen minute breaks. Anything over that was a no-no.. I just ... knew that you were supernatural somehow. You’re not ... the Antichrist, are you?” Sandra wondered aloud.“Why do people keep asking me that? No, technically, I’m not the Antichrist, but you know, strictly speaking, I was ... scheduled ... to be the Antichrist. Those plans ... are not quite in play anymore. Instead, I’m rewriting the canon. As in, editing Scripture. Some parts of the old plan are still in place, but I edited out that ‘Lake of Fire’ nonsense to save my own skin ... and. " I say.He goes a little slower this time. He takes the head in and sucks, moving his tongue around. I writhe on the couch. Damn, that feels good. Then he takes about another inch in, then slides back out. Then goes back and takes another inch in, just leaving it there and sucking hard. I let out a low moan, loving this. I run my hand through his hair as he repeats the process, just sliding his warm mouth up and down my cock. What a sight to see. This cute young guy, never doing anything with a.