I think he was almost as deep as he could go. I felt him even further in my throat. His balls started tensing up and cock was throbbing a bit. I was b...th petrified and craving that load. I had no idea what he was going to do. And honestly I really had no choice in the matter. He never slowed down. A quick "I'm gonna cum." and he pulled out jerking his load into my face. Some went in my hair, some my cheeks. My eyes... I'm coated. A couple globs into my mouth which I quickly swallowed. A small. When we’re in the movie theater and he holds me during a scary movie scene, I feel safe and happy. Trevor knows how to treat a woman. Too bad the brother is not Muslim, eh? Trevor and I are in love, ladies and gentlemen. The other day, I finally gave myself to the man that I love. And I don’t feel diminished or sullied from having had sex with a man outside of marriage. I don’t feel shameful or sinful. I feel happy, and alive, ladies and gentlemen. For I know that Trevor cares for me deeply. I. When I showed up at her house, I got a rude surprise, the first words Gena said was “Where are you taking me to dinner?”I had neither the money, the inclination, nor the plan to take someone to dinner when that question was put in front of me. I said “I am not taking you to dinner, it is 7:30, the dance starts at 8:00 and while it may not be fashionable, I am never late if I can avoid it. If you wanted to go to dinner, I would have needed to be informed a least two weeks ahead of time so I. It was especially bad as English isn't my mother language. Mychosen tool was writing stories. Contrary to before I chose this timeto write in the third perspective. To this day a decision working outquite well for me. At that time I had about thirty story ideas and Imade the plan to chose three or four and switch between them dependingon mood.Here I made my second big mistake that I regret nowadays. All chosenstories were intended to be long. Above 100.000 words. Progress wasslow and soon my.