“It wasn’t--I don’t want to wait for you idiots to catch the fuck up!”Zoë was the only one unsurprised by Suzi’s outburst. She wrapped her ...arms around our likely valedictorian. “Sweetheart. Dean did well with you and don’t forget what you promised in the shower. I have to hear everything.”“Your best friend is her brother’s pimp.” Pat scolded Xiomara.“Why is that my fault?” Xiomara shook. “I thought she hated Dean!”“I didn’t realize what we had in common.” Zoë explained.“What’s that?” I asked. I. "Fuck... Yes... Fuck... Yes!!!" she screamed to the rhythm of his cock fucking her pussy hard. He reached around and pinched her nipples... they were swollen and erect from the cold and her arousal. He clamped down hard on one increasing the exciting blend of pleasure and pain she was feeling. She was pushing back with every thrust now, her pussy pounding back into his cock every time he came rushing forward. "God, I love that sound!" she yelled as her ass popped against his abs again and. After a wonderful fifteen minutes of playing with his new toy, Trevor decided it was time to fill him up. He picked up the pace and established the rhythm that suited him, pounding as hard as he could.The 6 foot 4 inch pussy boy was moaning and wailing, saying “Oh Gawd, I've got to cum so bad!”“You are forbidden to cum EVER! Is that understood slave?!”“Oh, Gawd, yes sir! I'll do my very best sir!” The stud moaned.“NEVER! Trying your best is not good enough! If you cum, I may just decide to. "Hey, I want my music back on," Greg said as he turned the volume up all the way. Not taking any more of these singers talking about some of the most boring topics, I turned the radio off completely. Thus began a heated battle between two titanic forces, and the air between us was filled with tension, cussing, and the occasional Twinkie. The battle reached its climax when my coke ended up all over his head, which wasn't taken lightly by Greg because he loved his hair more than life itself. I.