" So, you panicked, and did something self-destructive." That makes sense." And who pulled your ass out of the fire?"Sophia smiled at Warren. "Mister ...onderful over here." Right. Now, you told me about your first fight. This time, Warren didn't perform to your expectations. You panicked, and did something self-destructive--you got sloppy drunk. And who pulled your ass out of the fire again?" Now, this breakup. Again, Warren was not meeting your expectations. And you panicked. And did something. It was a smooth, skilled landing and most of the passengers applauded once we touched down. That seems to be a European thing to applaud the pilot. Once on the ground I gathered my carry-on and she hers, then we headed through immigration/customs and into the terminal. I asked what time her flight was to Toronto. Turns out she had about five hours. My flight to Chicago was about an hour later. So I suggested we head to the Oasis lounge.After we checked into the lounge I took Fiona by the hand. I could see how excited she was as we arranged to meet in the loft later. When I finally got there, I found Jeri, laying nude on the quilt, thumbing through the magazines I had found in the old bunkhouse She smiled nervously, gave me a big kiss, and helped me strip my clothes off. She took my throbbing cock in her hand, and gave me a few strokes. I sighed as I felt the pre cum start to ooze out. I told her I was about to cum, and she just smiled and continued her strokes. I relaxed and allowed. Once again, Jay towered over me, looking dominantly down at me, his kneeling cocksucker, worshiping his cock."Go ahead and play with your boy cock, faggot. You know you want to and I like watching you jack yourself while you suck me." I really thought he was being nice, allowing me to stroke my cock while going down on him and quickly opened my own jeans and pushed them down. Jay watched me for a moment and just after I grabbed my cock, he surprised me by pulling his dick from my mouth. Jay's.