But far from indignation, the sparkle in my eyes told him I wanted him to do it again. And again. And again. Letting him fuck my face until his breath...ng was almost a growling gurgle, my mascara streaming as I spluttered and drew back, jacking his spit-soaked cock towards completion.My hand seemed tiny around him as I opened my mouth and urged him to stripe my tongue with his thick, white seed. I teased him with every technique I knew. Fluttering tongue on the underside of the flared end.. "I need to stop and see if the fire department found anything. Then we hit the insurance company and the bank."The rest of the trip was spent singing along with the radio, joking with one another and telling funny stories.The joviality ended a few blocks from Carrie's house. I could understand her nervousness."How about we park a block or two away," I said. "No one will recognize it or think to look for you in my car. I'll walk down to the house and glance around. After I'm sure everything is. . well she would have said yes in the beginning not knowing this would be the end result. My clit throbbed with pain and something else, my nipples were in the same predicament but a whole lot more painful. I glance down and sure enough my nipples were pierced... gold rings that were far thicker than I would have liked protruded from them and sat neatly on my breasts, underneath them were barbells running in opposite directions to the rings also made of gold. I reached up to touch them and felt. At least, not always. But it's been known to happen." Are you a needle dick?" I think I'm pretty normal in that area. Nothing to write home to Mama about, unfortunately, but normal." So why are you arguing against your own best interests?" Well, I'm thinking about how I'd feel, if I was your regular boyfriend, right now. Think about it: Here I am, Mr. Regular, doing the best I can, and you dump me for a new guy. It turns out you haven't even sampled the merchandise. But even if the new guy.