.. maybe, just maybe, I can get it bigger. So I crawled over and, still with the juice of his fiancé on my chin and the taste of her cum on my tongue... I pushed him down on his back and went to work on what he had to offer in the way of a hard cock. At least laying down his belly was out of the way. I smiled to myself and had a little giggle - at least I can deep throat this guy! I felt the bed move as Pat mounted his face and started to grind her pussy into his face watching me suck her. Lord knows she needed it. And the price of losing wasn’t really a loss. She could easily afford two nice dinners a week and she’d get to spend more time with Grace. “I hardly think dinner twice a week is a consequence, but I’ll take that bet.” Ellie’s weird brain took over again and she stuck out her hand to seal the deal. She wanted to feel Grace’s touch again.“Okay then,” Grace said shaking her hand. “Let’s hear it.” She crossed her arms defensively across her chest.“Alright. I think you were. "Come on man. Im not with that. I got a girl and Im not into no shit like this" I say. "Im not gay either , we just locked the fuck up no pussy around and you have to make your own pussy". he says. He squeezes me neck and puts the weapon against my face. he positions himself behind me and puts me in a bear hug. All while he's doing this he is grinding his body against me. "Take your clothes off. I dont want to hurt you Mexico . Just do as I say.". he says. "I cant man. I cant do. ” “Doubt it,” I wheezed through a cloud of smoke, “if she was on wall duty, she probably never went on patrol.” I always guessed that nymphs made the best weed, being tree-hippies and all, and I was quite glad to be right. Rose took an easy pull from her joint, and let the smoke cascade from her nostrils. “I don’t hear the forest the same way anymore.” “I don’t see the world like I used to. People change, Rose. Fighting change is what leads to self-doubt and depression. Life’s a river, you.