My guts felt like they were on fire and I started retching everything in my stomach. There wasn't much in there, but what there was came out. I was so...ering up quickly now, but whatever disease I now had, made me still feel and look as awful like a drunk.As I stumbled out into a road, a police car happened to pass by. The officers stopped and recognized me as the regular drunk kid. They took me in for another night in the holding tank to sober up. I just felt so sick that I rolled up into a. Because, if you really loved the first one, then you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.’”“Did you just quote Dumbledore?” I asked as her face was inches away from mine.“Johnny Depp.” And we kissed. Not a brother-sisterly peck, more passionate than that. We were kissing like lovers. Fern started to grind her smooth, wet pussy against my dick, making it stand at its full 6 & ¾ inches, as the sun set behind us in the west. She opened her mouth and we starting to french kiss. After about five. She then jumped into the air and clasped her little thighs instinctively together, as pleasure reverberated throughout her small frame. ?Uhhh,? she said as if to add an exclamation point to it all. ?Ballseye!? yelled out Miss Soraya. ?Now that’s how you punish a compulsive wanker. Well done!? Miss Rebecca turned to accept the congratulations of her friends. She was oozing with this sort of infectious happiness as she recapped recent history. ?Did you hear the sound it made? Oh my god. She noted the hint of sorrow in his voice and wished he would just tell her what was so wrong. “Well I don't know about you, but I need a shower.” She took his arm in hers' and leaned on him. Looking up into his face she saw that his hair, now extremely dirty and sweaty, had fallen into his face. She couldn't resist brushing the hair out of his eyes. If he had blushed at that, then he went absolutely scarlet when she pulled herself up and kissed him on the cheek. “Ah! That's so gross, why.