Wait, that was important. She went away for some reason. When the sex urge hit, SHE went away and someone, or something else took over. Some other par... of her? Was she psycho? Did she have a second mind inside her? If only she could remember clearly! Why could she not remember? She knew there was something else important she had to remember, something that was life important. Relax. Let it come. Breathe in. Breathe out. That’s it. Let it come… Let it come… Meth! She was in a meth house!. But then the slut in her , appeared and she ran with it. She was masturbating and talking like a whore. She got like 10 guys off< saying stuff like ....ohhhhh pleaseeee cum on me you make this pussy so wet then she decided that each time, right after she got their cum, she would call me over and start sucking my cock on cam and laugh as the guys tried to get hard again while they still had the cum on themselves> honestly she had guys coming for about 4 hours straight , one after the other,she. "You damn right! and hurry your ass up". I thought to myself “Was that too aggressive? Was it not enough?” Bryan interrupted my thoughts with his manly moans and ooh and awwww's. He was clearly turned on. He dick print was now showing through his shorts. We reached his Range Rover and he put my things in the back and lifted me into the truck. Mmmm this man is so damn SEXY!! And strong! Bryan noticed my pretty Canary yellow fingers and toes and complimented me on how kissable my toes were. "Oh. He turned to me and sharply pulled my head to his and brushing his lips against mine, but laughed as he did so which made me nervously back away, not wanting anyone else to see.The next day I was in Fred's room after afternoon sports, he was still in his football shorts and was telling me about this porn he had watched the night before. It made me hard hearing that he had come all over his bed, and I think he could tell. He stood up in front of me and in his usual confident manner started.