Especially when she lay there, sledge hammering that thick green monster in and out of her cunt with all this white frothy juice suddenly clinging to ...t every time she halfway took it out. I was almost there when she leaned forward, once again typing."You ready to cum? Because I sure am. I want to see that nice hard cock of yours squirting for me while I do ... you ready? Close?" Fire away," I responded back. "Ready to shoot whenever you are!" Once again she smiled, sat back, and again began. He also got off on flaunting his homosexuality in front of any straight male in our high school to get a rise out of them. When he got said rise he would call them things like “homophobic breeders!” He especially liked to toy with me, as he currently was, because he thought I was “clearly closeted” and had admitted to my ex that he “wanted to fuck me.” Not to mention I’m sure he fantasized about turning my straight cock. This made me detest him, even though part of me was VERY attracted to. As soon as I opened the door you pushed your way in, slamming and locking the door. “You wore that just to tease me, didn’t you my little slut?” Swallowing, I nodded nervously, hoping you were happy with my teasing. Smiling, you grabbed my arm and turned me around, pushing me towards the sink. “I’ll show you what happens to sluts that tease me,” you growled in my ear. Pushing me down so I was bent over the sink, I felt your hard hands slid over my hips and then down between my thighs. . This can't be happening." he told himself. "Sherman!" Mr. Ultra shouted as he busted in. "What's taking so long!" "Wrong bunny suit sir." Sherman said in a very melodic feminine voice. "Is this some kind of joke?' Mr. Ultra asked, not at all amused. "You going to hand out Easter eggs like that?" With the words EASTER EGGS being spoke, Sherman felt odd in his kidneys and bladder like he had to go to the bathroom. Instantly he crouched down and looked like he was trying to pee on the floor..