" Just north of the West Gate, and 'it smells like death', " I said to no one in particular."That creepy old haunted house?" Alladin suggested.We all ...ooked at each other and nodded."Your Majesty," I said, bowing to the old man. "We now have a very good lead to the whereabouts of your daughter; however, we do not have a clue as to the identity or nature of her captors. Please, Your Majesty, tell no one where we are searching." As you wish, Lord Gareth," the King nodded to me. "Must be all this. ."She looked at me with that beautiful smile and waited for an answer. For some reason I had the impression she didn't think I was making a complete ass of myself."I..." It was progress. I knew that "I" was a popular start of many sentences."Are you sure it's okay?" I asked again. Since I couldn't move forward in my thoughts I took a step back."Yes. My parents don't mind. I'm an only child." You are? Me too." Another only child? We were practically made for each other! I could dream."So?" she. After school he told me that if i could picked him up because he didnt had a ride. I told him I was going to ask my mom. Later that night her text me if i was going to pick him up and I told him to be ready like at 8pm. After my mom picked him up she dropped us off at the party. At the party their were a lot of girls my friends and I started to get numbers and we dance with a couple of girls. As the night was getting better and better we decided to stay at the party a little later. He called. I have discovered that when I am sucking on the Thin Tool, my generalweapon of choice (though some others I have work too), the fillingnature of that bulbous head sliding sensously in and out of my mouth andthroat, hits all the buttons of my Pleaser mentality. The whorishmoans fill my ears and make me feel like I am pleasing my partnerimmensely. Who's whorish moans you ask? the cock sucking slut layingthere moaning around her man's thick fleshy tool. Me, of course.I've noticed my mouth.