”“Why would I want to move?” Sean asked confused by the suggestion that he would ever want to move around. “With a harem there to feed grapes ...o me and a number of women willing to have sex ten times a day, I would never want to leave the bedroom.”Max privately agreed with Sean on that, but he said, “There are other things that you are supposed to be doing. It appears in all of the stories that the guy becomes a millionaire, changes the entire political situation of the world, defeats dozens of. “Both I guess. But I love you Callie, if you have to drop out of school, then we can make it up later, I promise,” John replied.Then I kissed him again, I packed up and moved into John and Jeanette's house. My mom didn't say anything though. As we walked in John's house, Jeanette was watching TV.“What you moving in?” Jeanette asked.“Yes,” I replied.She was thrilled to see me moving in. She got up and came towards us.“Holy shit, now we'll be fucking roommates now,” Jeanette said.“Yes, something. The press of the leathery nose had been bad enough but now Kings tongue was everywhere. Its long wet surface lapping up the sweet taste of the bitch. Her crying whimpers soon gave way to husky moaning as king eagerly continued his ministrations. The dog's saliva soon coated her inner thighs and glistening nether lips. Her quickening juices were greedily slurped up by his heavenly tongue. Subconsciously the bitch slowly began to lift her bottom allowing him more and more access. The depravity of. "She tilted her head to the side, considering him yet again. Her whole body sang of desire, and he wanted to tell her to forget what he'd just said and meet him on the bed. He clamped his jaw shut and tried to focus solely on her eyes.Which were, unfortunately, the most attractive thing about her."Kurt Skillingstad. Would you like to get to know me?" Yes!" The word escaped his lips with a desperate velocity.She chuckled. "Then let us talk. Perhaps, if given a little time, you will love me.