It’s my father who chose my career path, he is a heart surgeon and wanted his little daughter to follow him into cardiology. Don’t for one minute ...hink I’m a pushover, but I can’t exactly say, hey dad, I would rather be dancing poles and getting my arse felt by random men... could I?It’s not that I didn’t try and get a normal job to get me through uni. When I first arrived in London I got a job at as a waitress in a high-end Indian restaurant, where I worked for a month. But I spent more time. Finally I just sighed, realizing I’d never be able to figure it out. It was probably a good thing anyway, I mean this was already going to be interesting enough to handle and explain, without anything.. like that happening. I turned on my side facing away from Ben and started to drift off into sleep. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// There must be something wrong with me. Really and honestly there must. And there are a billion different reasons for it too.. . uhhh, ahh, oh shit oh fuck...”“Cum on me,” Amy gasped, “I want your cum on my tits, all over me, cum HARD baby, pour your hot seed all over me!”And with that, Ryan pulled his cock out of Amy’s pussy, leaned back, and unleashed a torrent of cum like she had never seen before. (3:15) A long, beautiful rope of it flew up and forward about 3 feet, landing mostly behind her head, followed by another that landed as a stripe from her hair to her tits, and then another and another in her face. Ryan. No arousing signals letting her know he was the one. No feelings or sensations which told her, in a manner of speaking, that whatever they were about to do was going to be magnificent. Nope, she was not feeling it one bit at all. Still, she sat there in that humongous tub of his, and she sat against him comfortably and she never seemed to mind that part one bit at all. Why not, well that’s because for the time being, he was doing it all quite well she decided. He was holding her comfortably..