.and the sudden appearance of warm, sticky jizz in your mouth and throat. You swallow Taco's load...mingling it with mine in your stomach...and litera...ly pass out as Griz pulls his pole out of your sloppy pussy.-----------------------------------Part 6: The Morning After-----------------------------------A knock on the door wakes us up...your pretty head laying on my chest...our arms around each other...resting in the warm embrace of our love. Sunlight streams through one of the windows,. Her undies had scrunched in the back during the night, and though he only saw them briefly as she squeezed through the toilet door, he had to stop looking and wait for the darkness to pass. Hoo boy.For breakfast, they compared the merits of bread with no toppings and toast with no toppings. By unanimous agreement, it was declared a draw, with both options losing equally, and they agreed to buy at least butter sometime during the day.While they were eating breakfast, Hassan turned the television. The pink head was sneaking out of his skin and I pulled the skin back. He said - So, you like it eh ?I said - yeah, never felt one before.He said - Oh ok, let me close the door before someone walks in on us like this.He closed the door and came back and seemed a little bolder now. He sat down on the bed and spread his legs a little bit and looked at me in anticipation.I sat next to him and continued to fondle his dick and balls. Uncle Ben lied back on the bed and with a scared hesitant tone in. Black, heeled sandals were secured around her ankles. She sighed, stood up and wandered to the window, parting the Venetian blinds with her index and middle fingers. The street below was quiet. The one time she figured she looked passable, he didn’t show up. She told herself traffic must have been acting up. Wasn’t there a football match or a concert on the other side of town? The last time someone had put on a gig, she’d been stuck in traffic for two hours. Picking up her phone, she checked.