." I grabbed his head with both hands and held him still as i started fucking his mouth. He gagged as i face fucked him but that didn't make him stop ...me. "Good bitch... ohh... you're a very good bitch...." I let out as i had him drooling all over my cock. I pulled out and stepped back stroking myself, looking at him as i let him catch his breath. "Oh... fuck... shit.... you got my cock so hard... you want me to fuck you?" i asked as he let out a deep breath, "Yeah.. fuck me... i want it..." I. He starts to lengthen and stiffen. Small becomes average, I’m giving him the deep throat him and still not gagging. Holding hands with fingers locked I start going fast and hard. He starts to laugh, almost a giggle. I keep this up for a while and he is still laughing. Heck, I even bring my lips over my teeth and squeeze him hard. That gets a reaction. I tell go back to hard and fast, tip to base. Again, he chuckles. Finally I tell him I want him to cum. He tells me not like that, he says he. She walked off and I knew I made an ass of myself. Note to self, rush out after class, do not let myself get ambushed.I drove home in my beat-up Vauxhall Corsa, blaring out some random dance compilation CDs to drown out the anxiety bubbling in my gut. The car was a bit ugly, but it was a solid motor. If I ended up in a university away from home, I need to make sure the damn thing still runs.I stuck the car onto the driveway and when I entered the house, it was quiet. The clock on the wall said. Now, I'm afraid, she's hoping for death."The doctor walked in. "She's stable now. You can go in if you want. She's in a coma. So, don't expect any response." Thank you." Tiffany said, and she and Bobby headed to Toni's room."Ten minutes." the nurse coldly said."Yeah, thanks" Tiffany confirmed. She walked over to Toni and held her hand. "Hey, babe.Don't you go and die on me. I've barely gotten to know you. You're just such a special person.It really is not that bad... I need you. Please, don't.