My juices flooded over your cock just as your cum began to shoot inside me. Your eyes stayed locked on mine as you grunted and groaned until your ball... were completely drained. It was only then that you collapsed on top of me, wrapping your strong arms around me once more. We laid there on the edge of the bed together, breathing heavily, for several minutes. Finally, you rolled over, carrying me with you. You pulled the sheets down and we snuggled into bed. Without saying a word yet holding one. It used to be a day of patriotism and nationalistic spirit. Unlike Flag Day, or Independence Day, Memorial Day was not for America's collective vanity; it was not a day to pat ourselves on the back and espouse all the ways Americans dominate global affairs. Nor was it for recognising the service of all the men and woman who carried the nation's colours into battle like Veteran's Day.Memorial Day was a reflective time. A day when we mourned those killed serving the Stars and Stripes. Flags. ” We’re silent for a while. Now I’m massaging her shoulders and back. “Do I get all the benefits of a normal boyfriend?” “I don’t think so… Girlfriend is so tired right now.” “Well, that tea I gave you had a lot of caffeine in it.” She gives a delighted purr and leans forward so that her shoulders are closer to me, so I keep rubbing, more firmly. I don’t know what’s going on between us. Only fifteen minutes ago, we were entering my apartment as two friends escaping the rain. Now I’m not sure. She had on matching pink high socks that came up to below her knees, and black pumps. She looked like she had walked out of the centerfold of a Hustler magazine. I chastised her “I’m liking your style more by the day girl.” The boys laughed. Katee, by now knew her routine. She wrote up a list of problems on the board again, with the boys.“Today boys, I’m gonna give you a challenging round of problems, since you have been so good recently with your home work and assignments. So Katee, if one of.