He is pounding my pussy without mercy, making me cum over and over again, as I suck on your rod. Taking your cock from my mouth I moan, ‘Peter he i... so deep inside me.’ I cream wildly on his throbbing cock again. You stuff your meat back in my mouth and begin to fuck my face. I am in sensory overload, as I suck on your cock. I feel you swell and begin to suck harder. You shove your cock deep in my throat and begin to grunt, while you fill my mouth with your hot cum. Being the good slut I am,. You’re going to need stitches,’ he said as he applied pressure to the wound. ‘Like hell. I’m not going to the hospital,’ He said, jerking his hand back. ‘I have to get going anyway.’ He turned and started walking down the street, blood dripping from his hand. Zeke started walking after him, shaking his head as he grabbed his arm and raised it, elevating the wound. ‘I can’t just leave you here to bleed to death,’ he said, turning him again and leading him back towards Zipper’s and the ’91 red. Geez. Still thinking straight. What a tough girl. Ok, whats your name? He asked. Samantha, but my friends call me Sammy. My face was tingling. You are Owen, right? I asked. Yes, my name is Owen. Are you really going to help me? I asked, feeling I was going to cry again. I will. I wasnt lying. They will not touch you, give you my word, Sammy. He said in such a convincing tone that made me relax my body even more and I just kept starring at him. So, how old are you? He asked, looking intensely at. "Grrrrr." I hear the smile in his voice. The game goes poorly, but not too poorly. I care nothing about either team and Bro has to wake me from my reverie several times when someone says something to him. I have a hard time not acting like a woman who has just met a bunch of strange men, Bro's friends from the college he graduated from just a few years ago. He catches me checking out their asses and pecs a few times. I just can't help myself. But I'm only stealing quick glances. I feel.