I didn’t want to, but felt I had no choice, soI went to my knees for a second time that night. Hiscock smelled nasty and looked nasty. He wasu...circumcised and was very hairy. I tried to forgetwhat I was doing and began to slowly place my mouth onstinking cock– when he f****d my mouth onto it. Hegrabbed my hair and moved me back and forth on hiscock. I was absolutely disgusted by this and almostthrew up.After a while, he yanked me up by the hair and asked meif I was a real. It came all too easily to remember how good they used to feel against hers, how arousing it was to be kissed by him. She closed her eyes as she tried hard to fight the very real urge to kiss him. No Andy, we couldnt. We mustnt! Whats done is done. Suddenly, taking her by surprise he leant forward, pressing his lips over hers. It was pure instinct she responded, briefly returning his kiss before pressing her hands on his shoulders, easing him away. No Andy! Stop it! Ive told you. We cant do. But Laura knew it was necessary now, that nothing could be more intimate, a way of renewing the broken bond. She had never felt a hotter, or a wetter, pussy against her own.Both of them felt connected at the core, their nectar-slick, swollen, molten pussylips kissing in the most intimate way possible. They quickly grew delirious, almost half-mad with lust, since they were already so aroused by their complex emotional reconnection and from making love so elaborately and patiently to each other's. Later that day, I went to my dorm and turn on the computer. Christian wasn’t home yet so, I had time to myself. I downloaded some gay porn and began to jack off. About an hour into mu masturbation, I still couldn’t cum. something told me I needed more. I kept going hard, pounding my meat, until I heard the door close. With my cock still in my hand, I spun the chair and seen Christian staring at me. I noticed he was breathing heavily and watching my cock with pure lust in his eyes. I started.