When I didn't reply, she said, "Isn't that what you wanted? You could have done either of those things, or both. I would have let you." I don't want t... take advantage of you, not like that," I explained. "You will be my slut, but only if we are both enjoying ourselves."She didn't know what to say about that. She turned her head and kissed my chest, then slowly sat up. She pulled me to my feet and led me into the shower. Nothing was said as she let the hot water and my soapy hands work to wash. "She released his pecker. "Then shoot my face," she ordered him, rubbing it.I watched them for a few seconds before I saw his white stuff burst out like a ruptured septic tank. I saw him shoot out four different shots on her beautiful face, and she moved it around and made sure it covered every square inch of her face.Even though he stopped fucking me and it wasn't me having that orgasm, I still felt like it was happening to me. I jolted and pushed my snatch on his face again, so I couldn't be. I met her in Las Vegas and this photo was taken on my last night there. A weekend trip turned into a week long stay, all because of the girl you see her. Her name was Jasmine, and before you say it, I know it probably wasn’t her real name. Also, before you say it, I know I probably wasn’t the only guy she has spent a week with, but it doesn’t matter to me. I met Jasmine in Casino, and right from the start, I knew she was special and I knew I felt drawn to her. She had an air about her, a sultry. Her wickedly sharp claws bit into the flesh of her palms as Silmaria balled her fists in anger, and she didn’t even notice. The sad state the once well cared for study had fallen into made her burn inside. Master Edwin would never have stood for this. And given her way, neither would she. She would preserve everything the man held dear. But it was nothing to Jonor to let it all fall to ruin. After taking several moments to calm herself, Silmaria gathered the long tumble of her dark curls with.