If my voice weren’t caught in my throat I’d be screaming: ‘Fuck you, Alex! Fuck you and fuck your fucking sexy smile!’ But for now, I have bru...hes to clean, a studio to tidy and a full barrel of wine to buy…or at least a couple of bottles. The barrel I’m likely to save just for me. My girlfriends and I have always taken turns on whose apartment our girls’ night is hosted at. I don’t know how that tradition began, but in all fairness I think the wine may have had something to do with that. Wine,. I was smart girl and I should have known better. I will burn all the information about self-betterment that I have at home when I get out from here. Taste of cum also reminded me about Blaze. He had been licking his cock after pulling it out from my sore throat. He reacted when I observed him and stopped what he was doing. "Crap! Why did I have to pay any attention to him" I thought.Blaze got up and came next to Sarge and me. The doggy cock which had invaded my mouth was once again hanging next. Even when you were married I rarely saw you, except for the few times with Eric, and I never met your children,” John replied.“That’s right,” Tammy said, and gave him her address.John drove to Tammy’s house and knocked on the door. When she opened it, she said, “Come on in, I’m here alone. The kids are off no telling where.”“I want you to know that I haven’t had sex with anyone but Eric when we were married or after we got a divorce. I’ll admit he still comes and visits me when he wants to have. You nibble at my lips, teasing me with your tongue inviting me in. I respond by kissing you deeper. “I’ve been thinking,” you say as you fondle me through my shirt. “About what?” I ask. “About what it would be like to send you over the edge in five strokes.” With a smirk, I grab in between your legs, and feel your erection. I watch you smile and feel you throb in my hand. “What makes you think I can go over so easily?" I say. "Judging by how turned on you are I bet I could send you just as.