.. you???" asked a puzzled Aisha."Robin Goodfellow at your service!!" Robin Goodfellow introducing himself.TUESDAY EVENINGAT CARLOS SANCHEZ'S"You alwa...s know how to make good pasta Carlos!!" Vivian savoring the taste of her boyfriend's cooking."I always do!!" Carlos patting himself at the back.They were both having dinner at the dining table. Deep down, the 2 of them, like everyone else in town was partially traumatised by last week's global sinking-flooding. They lost Principal Skinner and. To no surprise, he had a strapping upper body, thick and ripped hard. He aside his hands and slowly turned around showing the elaborate patterns of ink that made up four large, separate ornate works of art: a rippling sunburst exploding on his chest; spirals of blue and black fire emblazoned on the entirety of each arm; a burning effigy of a long-horned cattle skull blanketing his back.Jess was mesmerized into stunned silence. She tilted her head side-to-side to fully take in the intricate. “You like me, uh?” he said, a hint of a smile on his lips. “You a stare at me.”I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came. He cradled my chin with his free hand. “You are a cute when you go a red.”I felt myself flush even more; blood rushing to my inflating hardon. He looked me up and down once again, then brought his mouth down beside my ear - his naked chest just inches from my own.“I think I know what you like,” he whispered. I could feel his breath in my ear. The stubble of his jaw. I wanted the chance it would bring that the new guy might want to join Brad and team up on me. Getting caught would bring me a chance at more dick and more cum, and the only thing it would cost would be my reputation, which right then I didn’t give a damn about.But we didn’t get caught. Instead I trailed my tongue over the tip of his dick and tasted those first oozing drops of his pre-cum. God, it almost hurt! That tiny, tiny little amount – it tasted so sweet and made me want a fucking.