“You’re going to take every last drop. Food is no longer in your diet you whore.” I cried out as I reached my climax and began pumping pint afte... pint of my cum into her body. She swallowed eagerly, and whether it was because she wanted to or to keep from drowning I couldn’t tell, but she could not keep up with the heavy flow. Cum began erupting from her nose and it seemed very likely that at any moment it would begin leaking from her ears. As my cock kept pulsing and pumping gallon after. "I was too absorbed in myself to hear the hurt in her voice. When Ithought about it, I thought, 'Good. Now she knows how it feels.' Onceagain, keeping in character, I threw myself into my work. I stoppedat 1:30 AM and passed out.I woke up the next morning at 8:30 and did more work. It was hard tofocus, though. I was really looking forward to dinner with Adam. Iliked the fact that he knew nothing about the whole Lisa-Kenny-Jimdebacle. I mean, he knew about Kenny, but not really. Then, I. .. and this is Robbie Tate." She looked especially at Huntly. "She plays varsity football with Tony. Their team came in second last..."Huntly had been sipping a glass of water. He spewed it all over the table."Smooth going, shithead," Cinnamon said, using her napkin to blot up some of the spilled water in front of her. I recognized her tone of voice. I'd heard it enough myself.Huntly didn't notice. He just stared at Robbie. "You're Monster Girl?" he sputtered. "But your hair... ?" What about. I enter with a fluttery feeling in my stomach, as i walk through the dismal looking door i catch my reflection, i see a broken version of myself still with blonde hair blue eyes but i dont feel like me not really. walking through to the bar seemed to last an age with men staring at me eyes all on me, at this point i feel a warm sensation on my left arse cheek "alright there sweet cheeks" it was a man who looked in his forties with a chiseld jaw and an unbutton shirt showing a small amount of.