.”“So what, faggit?” “I had got fucked last night,” Kenji confessed.“You record it?”“No. He didn’t want to.”“Ah hell! That’s c...ol, boo. Tell me about it!”“Well,” the creative, right-brained sissy launched into his recount. “It was about time for me to refresh my stash. And my weed man texted me. I guess he’s got a reminder or something set.”“Yeah, he got one set so he can fuck you,” Cortez interrupted playfully.“You’re silly, but probably right,” concurred the five-seven, sepia-toned effeminate. I pointed out the way to the bedroom and she walked straight through.She stood in front of the bed asking if she should leave her underwear on. I was busy stripping off and said it was up to her. She casually removed her bra and slid her tiny panties down to reveal the tiniest landing strip of pussy hair, so short it was barely there. Her pussy was by far the prettiest I have ever seen, and incredibly tight as evidenced when she stopped me from trying to penetrate her so she could spit on my. You tore my knickers from me and placed them inside my mouth. Thats better, you little slut. Look at the juices on my fingers, your pussy is wet even though you are being raped, such a whore. He bit into my breast hard, and then sucked enough to leave a mark after, maybe even draw blood. My tears came harder as my body gave into his attack, my nipples hardening as he nibbled on them. Your nails dug into my hips bone making me buck hard, moving towards him. Thats it pet, come to me. My eyes. "Linda grabs at my shoulders. I am burning up, but I always want to makesure she comes first. She buries her head in the side of my neck,driving her body down on my girlcock. When she can talk again, shesays, "I want a cup of your stuff."I grab her ass and pull her down. I am having an ejaculation I can feelall the way down to my toes. My vision disintegrates.As I begin to soften, Linda lifts herself off of me. "You stay there.I'm getting us something to drink."By the time I have regained.