" I know you are, darling - now give it to me! He buckshard, spurting. I have to remind myself to breathe through my nose toprevent from gagging as he...shoots his thick, creamy spunk into the back ofmy throat, bathing my tongue in the process."Yes..." I gasp, as I withdraw my mouth, cum oozing down my lips, "...make mewoman."As I stroll back into our apartment, Jay behind me, I have a sense ofclarity I can't quite put my finger on. It's exciting, dizzying, andfrightening all at once - like. You get to cum and not have to do anything in return. That is a solid win in my book."I had been tapping slowly down the hall as she talked with me. I only noticed we were not going to where the other kids were when we stopped at some double doors. She helped me find which ways the doors opened and where they had a crash bar on them. We kept walking for a while before she stopped outside a door and knocked. I heard a muffled "come in" from inside."I was told you were expected here. Go on in.. BEAT HIM UP." She said it in a strained voice - like she was aiming it at me. "He needs to go to the hospital, but momma doesn't have any money. So can you loan me some?"GOOD. Now HE knows what it feels like to get beat up by somebody. How does he like it? But I said, "Sure Beck. I have maybe a couple of hundred here. How much..." I reached for my wallet, and the small stack of bills I was planning to use to take her out to a nice restaurant. After the BJ I expected this afternoon. I mean .... Leanne’s heart rate, already quickened by their unexpected proximity, kicked up another notch when she looked up and caught the expression on his face. His eyes darkened and his nostrils flared, and as inexperienced as she was, she recognized plain male desire when she saw it. She leaned back, but that only made her pelvis press harder against the unmistakable ridge behind his fly. Joe’s hands moved to her arms and she was sure he would push her away – but then he didn’t. His fingers tightened.