Now, Mickster and I had been texting. I’m glad that I could talk to her about mostly anything. One day, Linda, Mickster, and their mutual guy frie...d, Aussie, I will call him, were all talking during a logical studies class. I joined in. Linda had a necklace between her boobs and was talking about how warm her boobs, or her “babies” as she called them, were. Mickster wanted to see for herself so Linda took out the necklace from her chest and let Mickster feel how warm it was. Mickster. ” Petra laughed. “Whatever, sure. If it makes you feel better.” Katie giggled. “Still, it looks nice. Ten out of ten, would ride to victory.” “Yeah, it’s not bad, huh.” Katie had trouble getting the image out of her head, considering it from every angle. Mr. S had clearly taken that picture, and someone female was folding his dick. It had looked shiny, like it was wet. So whoever it was had been on her knees and leaned back out of the frame. Petra’s mom was probably the hand’s owner. But. “Your son is as bad as you,” I giggled, watching the whore fall onto her back, Queenie burying her face between her thighs to lick up Rex's cum. It was insulting that the whore went by my name and claimed to look like me. We looked nothing alike. Her hair wasn't even the right shade of red. Too bright.Mark grinned. “He does know how to have fun.”“You want me to pretend to be a whore,” I said, rolling my eyes.He hugged me from behind, his cock hard. “Won't you be my whore?”“Horny stallion,” I. I looked at him and smiled as if to say, “yeah, what about it?” He took a deep breath; I told him he was being awfully dramatic about it and to say whatever he had to say. I tried to say it in a way that would reassure him, but at that point, I really had no idea which way he was going to go.After a quick nod from him, he asked me if this was my first time on the app. I sighed and looked at him. I told him we both knew the answer to that question and that maybe we could skip the appetizers and.