I have to not be mad at you but I also have to not befriends with you. It hurts too much." What about at the skatepark?" You can still go there and I...can still go there and maybe sometimeswe'll talk or whatever. We just can't be friends or joke around like weused to." Oh. Okay, then." Okay."There was this really awkward silence. I was really aware of the phonein my hand. Like super aware of it. It felt gross and slick and deadand I wanted to punch Alexander Graham Bell. After a while, I. My cock was starting to throb, and I began to increase the current through those 2 pads, making my cock grow even harder, with all the veins clearly visible because of the cock ring. I then selected a different rhythm to the pulses, one alternating between scr****g and tapping, and laid on Edie’s unmade bed with my legs spread to enjoy the current surging through my cock and now super sensitive nipples, ever so slowly pushing me closer and closer to an orgasm. Each time my cock throbbed from. I loved it more than I ever thought I would. I started out not a fan of cum. Quite the contrary. However when you are as turned on as we were, cum easily becomes an acquired taste. Ladies... let me emphasize that point again. You need to be very turned on for that taste transformation. And I was always very turned on because I routinely forced him down on me first, giving me several orgasms before I ever went down on him. When I finally did, I'd get him so close to his orgasm only stop and make. Her fluids virtually flowed from her pussy, her body betraying her arousal. I continued to probe inside her, exploring her body with nothing but my tongue. Several times her hips bucked and jerked in spasmodic pleasure but my hands held her firm."Im cumming!" she moanedI said nothing and simply continued my work, all at once her body shook and shuddered and her cries filled the room. Although she covered her mouth with her hand to try and muffle the sounds of her distress she none the less.