It was only about twenty seconds, if that long, before Charlotte was completely out of control. The first of many orgasms hit her unexpectedly. A smal... one at first, they would get much bigger and much harder before he was through."Oh, Sir! That was incredible!" she panted as the first orgasm slowly ebbed away. But before she came fully down from this first one, he thrust his fingers into her and repeated it, quickly bringing her to a second, more powerful one. He repeated the cycle, bringing. Then enveloping the glans again, she started down again, only this time she repeated the motion over and over again.As my cousin’s confidence grew she added some new embellishments to her blowjob, taking long, slow sucks, or licking the underside of my cock with the flat of her tongue. Loretta even jerked me slowly with her right hand while holding my cock in her mouth and stroking my balls with the fingertips of her left hand.Grace encouraged us both, telling Loretta how hot it was watching. I just want the girls I love to be with me.”I didn’t expect Desi to burst out crying and throw herself in my lap.“It was a year ago today,” she sobbed. She pulled her phone out of her hip pocket and thumbed the messages. “I, Jacob Hopkins, bid one week of slavery to Desi Whitcomb in exchange for her virginity,” she read from the phone. “And ... And seconds later you were hit by a bus. A year ago today. I love you, Jacob. Please don’t get hurt again. Please.” I held my cosplay partner girlfriend. Relationship. There was that word again. Was what he had with her a relationship? Something about Laci Grace was intriguing. No, EVERYTHING about Laci Grace was intriguing. Before he got to know her, he thought she had grown up as spoiled and privileged as he had. He called her the Prom Queen. He was never wrong about people and for someone who read people almost instantly, Donovan had been shocked to discover just how wrong he had been about her. Even after eight months, he still didn’t really.