I beg him. But my man is too bad. He bends down to lick the love juice and quench his thirst first. (Oh aaaah. aaahaa fuck me is only thing, I would s...y to my man.) Would he listen??? No way. He licks my pussy like a hungry dog licking its food and fucks my pussy with his tongue. (Guess what. Any woman would just moan so loud if a man does like that to the woman). Wow. Any woman should be really lucky to get a man like him on bed.He feels sorry for me and comes to please me fully. I can now. He thought he'd wait until later to fix it. "They made me do this. I signed a contract saying I'd go along with anything Trista wanted me to do. If I don't I have to pay them a lot of money. Besides, she makes all the guys she's interested in do this. It's kind of a little test, to make sure that I really want to be with her." "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. No woman is worth all this." "Dad, we're near the end! I could be the one she winds up with!" "And then what? She's gonna. Just barely.Her belly got a little firm, puffed up a little. Is she pushing her stomach out slightly, does she know I have an extra thing for bellies? No..that’s..Pull. Gulp, gulp. Pull.That’s…I started to jerk harder, but strangely liking the sight. It started happening faster. It began to rise a little faster now, and Samantha soon looked like when we had our large dinner earlier. Then she passed it.Pull, pull. Gulp, gulp, gulp.I was gasping faster now, as I jerked harder. I was getting. The pickup, now high enough for me to stand behindwithout anyone seeing me, would have done a poor job of keeping mehidden back when I'd been a man.The stains weren't *too* bad. The ones on my blouse were the worst,obviously blood stains. There were several on my jeans as well, butthey could be from something else, and weren't so obvious. How could Ihide the ones on my shirt? Would I have to go back to Julia's?I narrowed my eyes at a nearby lawn. Nop, I wouldn't. I came back outfrom behind the.