’ ‘Please listen to me.’ ‘GET OUT!’ I run from his flat and out of the building into the pouring rain where I fall to my knees and sob my he...rt out. How could I have been such an idiot? I’ve messed up and have no one to blame but myself. I pick myself up of the wet grass and blindly walk off up the street in search of my sanity and the nearest bar I can find. I end up in a seedy bar somewhere, soaking wet and proceed to dull my pain with vodka, maybe not the best solution but right now it’s all. I read through some of the general posts from people asking for advice and then came across a post from a girl I've chatted to before in the chat room about a Bukkake party she was having and asking if there were any other girls that fancied coming along for some fun.It wasn't something I'd ever really considered and I wasn't too sure about what went on at a bukkake party so I jumped into the chat room to see if she was still about and to have a chat. Turned out I'd missed her by a few minutes. " His face was bright red, but he waited for me.That's how I met Mike Howland. When we got outside I handed him the card. "Tell me about it? You were going to steal that card. There was a clerk on the next counter that was watching you. You would be going to jail right now if I had let you walk out." Thanks Mister. I know better, but Mom is in the hospital with a broken leg. I wanted to talk to her. I don't have any money to go see her and I thought I could call her." What hospital?" The one on. I felt my body clench, and all the sudden, I was blasting my spunk down the boy’s throat. He gagged harder and coughed some, though it couldn’t have been easy on him with my dickhead lodged deep down his gullet. And it all felt so fucking good, I shot wad after wad down the boy’s throat. He was crying and sobbing. Between Dad and I, the Joe’s head wasn’t moving anywhere, but his body was twitching around on the mattress like he was having a seizure. Each time he gagged on my dick and the.