‘He’s supposed to be dead! That was my plan! He was supposed to be dead! That’s why I killed her and framed him! He’s supposed to be dead! The...bastard stole my girlfriend, my life! And he’s supposed to be dead now, just like her! He’s supposed to be dead and suffering in hell for his sins! He should have been ashamed! He stole her love from me…’ I shook my head. He was a lawyer and a preacher and should have known better. I pulled the washrag from my forehead and smiled as my dogs leaned in. He put it on plates, and we sat at the dining room table across from one another. As cliche as it sounds, I did in fact stare into his blue eyes, as we ate. I couldn't stop looking at him. He was all mine. Finally, all mine. "Brandon, I've never been so happy, in all my life." "Good, I'm glad. I love that you're here," he slurped spaghetti after saying that. It was so cute, so awesome, so wonderful to see, so wonderful to have. He's mine. "I love it, too," I said, as I took a bite of a. I tried to stay as still as I could, and she licked down over my pubic fuzz and licked the dregs of my cum off my inner thighs and balls. I was quickly approaching orgasm again from all this attention, but I could feel it building in me much bigger than usual.And then I was cumming again. I tried to keep my cock from splashing it all over the place, but Jinni just kept on licking me all over and so the jism went every which way. Some even splashed onto her nose, and she stopped and. In less than ten minutes, I blew a cock, tasted two different guy’s cum, and kissed my sexy friend and new cocksucking partner. When our embrace ended, I instructed the guys to leave. As they exited my car, Pete said, “Wow! That was hot.” I think they were at a loss for the appropriate words as Pete added, “Thank you, ladies. You two are incredible.” I’m not sure what the right words would be, but I take great pride in and get excited by the guys’ praises and amazement. Pam hopped into the.