I focused on feeling his cock in me, and my reward was to feel it jerk and throb, then pulse stream after stream of cum into the depths of my pussy.It...was wonderful, not moving at all, just feeling Steve plant his creamy seed in my body. The sensation tipped me over the edge and with the last throb of his cock, I started to cum.As he had done for me, I did for him. I clenched my teeth and put my head back against the wall so he could see my face as I came and know the effect he had had on me. I. A black mustache, the ends long and drooping down to his chin, adorned a squat and chiseled face.The lamia shook her head in warning, an iron slave collar tight about her throat. She mouthed, “Run.”I winked at her.I crept closer to the sleeping warleader. A glint to my right drew my attention. In an open chest, sitting upon rumpled clothing, lay a necklace of braided gold with a ruby, the size of a chicken’s egg and reflecting light across its cut facets, attached at the end.My heart almost. Or at least make them suspicious.” Michael started to lie down on the bed next to me under my quilt. "Michael, go lock the door," I instructed. Michael hopped up, and scurried across the room in the darkness. I heard the distinct click of the lock before he hurriedly returned to m bed. Lying next to me, he pulled me onto my side, facing him and he kissed me. I was hesitant at first, not completely sure whether or not I was still mad. I also was not certain that Michael had demonstrated. He took a step into the apartment and closed the door behind him. Jennifer which had heard us talking came and joined us in the living room. "I want to bang your girlfriend." The room went silent, I was chocked. That little cocksucker had the balls to say that right to my face in front of my girlfriend. Before I could even say anything Jennifer started laughing. "Haha you dumb little boy go home" she said. "Yeah get the fuck out of here." I joined in, uncomfortable at the situation. He stood.