Wayne didn't break his stroke, driving his cum-soaked dick to the back of Erica's mouth. Just as Darren was wringing the last few drops of man-milk on...to Erica's face, Wayne started blasting his spunk to the back of her throat, forcing her to rapidly swallow his load or risk drowning in cum. As he used her mouth to milk the last of his sperm from his nuts, he pulled her head deep into his crotch, mashing her jizz-smeared face into his groin. Finally spent, he released her head and she fell back. 3 minutes from now I would head straight to the ladies room and masturbate to that nod. I took a plastic baggie out of my back pocket. Ok. Youve been a very good girl today. Im really proud of you. spit. I said, holding the bag under his chin. He looked up at me, taking one last slurp to get as much spit as he could out of them, swallowing one last time (holy fuck.. I shuddered, just about jizzing myself at the sight), then he carefully spit my panties into the bag, huge nasty ribbons of drool. " What? But I couldn't--" I know it's drastic, but that's what we need right now. If you confess your love to him, then if he loves you in the same way, he won't be able to do anything but confess his love to you. And I'll be there for moral support, and to help tear down all of the obstacles." Really?" Brit asked, relieved. "You'll be there with me?" Absolutely. But you're the one that has to do it."Brit sat there for a minute, considering. Then, slowly, she nodded.The timing, of course, was. But unlike Robert, Michael brought me back to the way we usually connected post-coloitally — tenderly, lightly and lovingly. I cracked a smile, knowing I was in a safe place with him. ‘I wasn’t expecting that from you,’ I said, wrapping my arms around his still-clothed body. He smiled, kissed me on the lips, held me close, and said, ‘I’ve learned not to expect anything when I’m with you, even in my best laid plans. Speaking of best laid plans, we need to get cleaned up and dressed up. There’s.