It sprang out and kept its rigidity. He groaned a little as I moved my fingers around the tip and felt it pulsating in my hand. I held it firmly in my...palm and stroked it back and forth. I honestly didn’t expect it to get even harder, but it did. I was even getting more turned on.The dew gathering around my mound was increasing as I continued to crank him harder. I could see in his face that he was almost about to come, and I maneuvered to the side to avoid any of the splash. He burst, and I. It was so wrong. This was all so messed up. But in such a wonderful way.And then he ripped his cock out of me, breaking our kiss.“James?” I gasped as he spun me around, pressing my breasts into the tiles. They were cool on my hard nipples. “What are you doing?”“Fucking your ass,” he groaned, bringing his cock between the cheeks of my butt. My eyes widened as his dick, wet with all my juices, rubbed on my asshole.“What?” I gasped. “But—”“Don’t worry,” he groaned, his hand reaching down to finger. "If you're going to write about Williams, you'll need to know more about other abstractionists." Exactly. But I was thinking about it because you and I seem to know what we're doing, yet our siblings are somewhat adrift." It's us who are eccentric, not Al nor Sarah. I'll bet most college students aren't sure as to what they want to be when they grow up."Rachel squeezed my hand. "As though you're going to grow up soon!" WOWCOW or Gelato Blue?" I asked."Gelato Blue. I love their sour cherry."I. ’ ‘Am I really going to do this?’ I think. Then I look in the mirror, and I am in awe of the beauty of the gown and the elegance of the mask. I’ve always wanted to go to a masquerade ball, so how can I turn down this opportunity? Plus, I’m dying to know who my secret admirer is. My thoughts are brought back to the box on my desk, and I excitedly remove the lid. I catch the first glimpse of red soles, and I squeal with delight. I’ve always wanted a pair of Louboutins, and a gorgeous pair of.