This was a true gentleman. I loved his touch and his cock. I loved hearing him breathing and even snorting. Manly sounds make my ears and mind wet.“...ou’re so tight. You’re so soft.” He pulled my hips back and went deep inside of me. He thrust quickly but barely came out or went in. He was simply there inside of my pussy, filling it. “It takes me forever and sometimes I don’t even cum.” He told me. “I drink a lot I guess.” I could feel his sweat splashing onto my back and my ass. He placed one. "Well, if you are a bitch that does, then so am I," Destiny stated, walking in and shutting the door. "Feel free to be offended, but what the fuck do you want, skank?" She swallowed. "My best friend back." "Sorry, but life is a bitch. You can't have it both ways," I laughed, turning to her. "Besides, I told you to find a new best friend." She stepped closer to me and sparked a single tear. Both of her arms went around me. "I'm sorry, Naomi." My eyebrows rose up and I let out a big exhale. My. Just let me know when you are ready!"At the end of Jo's first week back at college after Christmas, both of them were sitting in the kitchen having breakfast. They wanted to make sure that they could marry in Scotland during the college Easter break, so they found out exactly when they had to do things and what documents they would need. They needed birth certificates, and as John had been married before he needed his divorce decree absolute. Jo had no idea what had happened to her original. The girl had black hair cut close to her head and a single stud suck through her nostril. Her chest was emphasized as she leaned against the wall, arms wrapped around herself. Just above her arms was a name tag that read Gwen.“H-hi.” I stepped forward, my mouth suddenly dry as bone. “I’m here to pick up an order.”“Name?” The girl asked.“Doe.” The girl nodded and started pulling open the drawers. Every second stretched on for too long, the noise from the Food Court reminding me of my doom..