“You taste so fucking good… look at what you do to me”. Jeremy gestured down to his thick member, oozing precum. Marisa blushed and reached for ...im to pull him down on top of her, but he pushed her hand away. “Tell me what you want,” Jeremy smirked. Marisa gave him a puzzled look. “You have to ask nicely for it…” he trailed off, leaning forward to caress her waist and teasingly rub the tip of his cock along her soaking slit, causing her to gasp and writhe underneath him. “Go on,” he encouraged.. “So,” I began, “what did you mean about it being hot?”She blushed. “I once caught a boyfriend doing stuff with his best friend. He ended being completely gay, but we broke up before that. Not because he was blowing a dude, but because he cheated. I don’t know how I would have reacted had he asked first. But, instead, I caught him. It really bothered me, the whole gay thing. Then it kind of became an obsession. It’s my fetish. Gay porn is the only porn I watch. It really turns me. I blew out my breath in one long exhale as I withered down into his lap to rest and feel the wonderful afterglow of my experience. My eyes felt heavy as I drifted off into the blissful place that is reserved for lovers and I could feel myself get lighter than air and then I felt nothing.I awoke with a jerk from a muscle spasm as I felt the warmth of my Daddy caress on my leg. Opening my eyes to see his glorious smile beaming down on me, I could feel his love for me down to my toes and I. ' After a few movements and turns Bruce suggested that we get a beer. Not ever having drunk any beer I tried to refuse, Bruce said that he could not drink a whole beer and would split one with me.I was sitting on the comforter that was on the floor as Bruce opened the beer and poured it into two glasses. As Bruce made his way back to the living room his feet got caught in the comforter on the floor and Bruce stumbled and wasted both glasses on me.Bruce tried to mop the beer off of me, but I was.