There will be nothing romantic about this last act, I’m afraid. I am driven, like an animal in heat, programmed to mate. But in the back of my cloud..., hormone-drenched brain, I manage to conjure up a challenge to myself. ‘I bet I can make her cum one last time,’ I think to myself, cockily. I grab her arms and pin her firmly to the bed. With my knees, I roughly spread her legs a little further. Without any manual guidance, I set my bowed penis head to the entrance of her drenched, swollen pussy.. Intent on eating some leftover pizza, I threw three slices onto a cookie sheet and put them in the oven. I didn’t like how the microwave made the crust soggy on a thin-crust pizza.While I waited, I put on some hot water for tea.Adrienne and Tyler came strolling in. Tyler sniffed the air when she smelled my pizza warming up. I decided that instead of letting them eat all my pizza, I would put two more slices into the oven to warm up for them.They both looked at me and grinned like they had a. It wasn't until my teens that I understood this asa sexual thing. Probably because I'd learned to induce them young enoughthat they were a pleasant daily diversion before I knew about sex. Alsothat 1-Os involve no noticeable engorgement.These sorts of feelings sometimes happened for no reason I could explain,but were so delightful I wanted to learn how to make them happen. Idiscovered that squeezing my thighs together and flexing my netherregions could do it sometimes. The variation with my. A typical Irish shindig. I've had a few Jameson and coke's by now, and decide t go to my room and roll a joint. On my way back through the kitchen, Ger asks me 'Are you going for a cigarette?' and I say 'Yeah, ya coming', my godmother says 'I'll come too'. So we go outside to the patio and I offer the ladies a seat. 'Isn't he a gentleman' says Ger, to which I reply, 'Only when I'm looking to get something out of it'. She laughed and squeezed my arm, 'Cheeky boy, keep it up and you'll get much.