..don't bite! Just lick..suck, baby, suck the sweat from my nuts...your nose feels so fucking good up my ass, fuck my ass with it, baby...you like my ...highs holding your head, squeezing ya? I told ya my headscissors are inescapable...and you are NOT escaping my THIGHS!"His dominance was complete. Nothing makes me hornier than a stud who not only loves to take over but whose verbal skills match his physical ones. And Gregg was talking a verbal erotic masterpiece and would make me cum in my pants. . He was laying across a tree trunk suspended over an abyss. He looked above and could see the Mages and assassins were in sight, worse yet they were in bow range.Daniel mentally checked him self over. First was the arrow in his chest which had broken in his fall. The section sticking out of his chest was about 3'' long. There was also a burning in his right thigh, At first he thought it was another arrow shaft. He raised his head enough to be able to see his thigh, It was a sharp limb that had. I’m pretty sure I’m not gay. I’ve gotten along with both of my girlfriends, relished screwing the first one, one look forward to making love to my current one. But the taboo and curious possibility of fucking a willing, feminine guy has its appeal. Maybe I’m a bi. At the very least I’m bi-curious. But fuck the labels as they don’t do sexuality justice, and I’m damn glad to tell the story. Though we live in a big apartment, most of the guys are gone for December Holiday. For now it’s just me and. “Yes Miss, I do.” I answered. “Well, at least that was honest,” she replied. Without warning, Miss Evans then slipped her left leg across in front of me and slid onto the desk. I looked at her and then at her closed legs. There was a lot of leg between her skirt and her knees but I was aware that she was staring at me intently and I raised my head to look into her eyes. She just looked at me and eventually a smirk drew itself across her face. She placed the ruler on the desk. I felt a little.