So it had to be one of you two because Emily wouldn't do it eithe-—"Hand smacks her ass to shut her up. She'd jump up, then look behind...they've ne...er used her body while she was awake before so, were they telling the truth? Taking over again, hand pats her stomach as it groans before she slips her pants to show her pale crack. This was going to be fun. Making her leave the bathroom, he steps out asking if he could do anything, but there wasn't.He should've checked her schedule before leaving. .. I'm sorry. I just don't feel very well. I guess I drank more thenI thought yesterday." That doesn't look like any hangover I've ever seen," Brian said. "Itlooks more like you took a bath in Oil of Olay." What the hell does that mean?" Daniel asked, sitting up in his bed."You look at least six years younger."Daniel shot up and stumbled out of his bed. The distance from the bed tothe floor took Daniel by surprise. In his post-slumber state, he hadforgotten about the fact that he was. So after every trying Saturday that, once again, we didn't get the apartment we were hoping for, we would head down to Bloor street and find ourselves a corner in a pub to drown our sorrows. With her size, she was a pretty cheap date. But the booze crept up on her fast. So as per usual, it was around 10 o'clock when we decided to leave. We were both completely distraught. And as such, neither of us seemed to give a shit about the world in general.Beth sparked up a joint as we worked our. What the hell kind of motel is this!? Ty pushes my head against the glass. "Please Mr. Dennis, ugh, oh its so big, get some help."Mr. Dennis starts whacking his dick as Ty keeps slamming his monster in and out of me, Dennis whispers. "Get that faggot, ooh, get that faggot." I yell."I'm not a faggot! Oh god, please don't cum in me, I'll suck your dick, just don't cum in my ass! I'm not a whore!" "Wrong boy, this is still my ass!" With that Mr. Dennis shoots his load on the window, I can feel the.