’ I flinched. ‘I don’t drink.’ ‘I meant from downstairs. There’s a Jamba Juice down there.’ ‘I don’t know,’ I said, getting up fr...m the bike. My brain didn’t know, but my body was sure it wanted more than a drink. ‘Are you done working out?’ ‘I am now.’ ‘Well, then, humor me. It’ll only take a second.’ ‘I, somehow, doubt that.’ ‘It’s on your way out…and mine.’ I went with my body. ‘One drink,’ I said, grabbing my iPod and shoving it into the pocket in my shorts. Holden’s answering smile made. Now, at twenty-three years old, she hoped she had found him, the dominant man she had been dreaming about since before she knew what it was exactly she was even dreaming about. Trembling, Mira walked over to the motel room door and unlatched the chain lock. Then, she carefully opened it just a few inches. She tried not to think about who might see her. It didn?t matter anyhow, she told herself. After taking one last look at herself in the mirror, she sat down, naked, on the bed. She. He could shoot way more massive loads than I could (like 4 or 5 good shots) and my loads were like 1 or 2 good shots and then drizzle. I digress…Anyway, we usually started just beating off together. We would both lie against the wall on his bed and stare at the other’s cock while we beat off. There wasn’t a whole bunch of talking during these adventures, just a bunch of sucking and touching. Eventually, while beating off one of us would reach for the others dick and start stroking it. Our arms. Pushed dad from the bed by her legs and went to take a clothes. She was angry and disgusted. ¨No anal you freak.I told you so many times this hole is not for your cock!¨Dad apologized to mum but she was still so angry. Standing at the mirror with her clothes in hands, covering her tits.Dad came to her from behind and bend her over, so much over that she dad to left clothes and touch the floor to not fall to her head. Now she had her ass so high in the air.¨No anal I promise honey¨said dad and.