Had to live with that shit…every…fucking…day. Had to fucking survive myself. How? Mike asks again, but his voice sounds extra scary but also as ...f hes holding it back. Slinging drugs, running errands for higher ups, fighting, and robbing. Wasnt easy but it had to be done, Nicole replies back. You wear nice shit, nice car, how? Mike asks while placing both his hands on her back to hold her to his body. Made a name for myself…slinging got easier and more profitable. Made one last big deal and. She stopped keeping in touch when we graduated from high school. So there I was, a junior, seventeen, and I had just been dumped for the first time, by my first girlfriend. I was as heartbroken as when my idol had moved without a word. I spent a lot of time alone in my room, naked and curled around my pillow so I could smell her and pretend she was still there. My brother was really worried about me, and he started playing video games in my room with me, letting me cry, and talking to me. “They were all afraid of my mother.” “And with girls?” I whispered as I loosened her tie, and nibbled on her ear. “I have been with Marija and Ivana.” “Go on! Tell me all about it!” I started to unbutton her blouse, slowly exposing her bra-less chest. “Ivana gave me my first orgasm. She used her fingers and her tongue. It was marvelous! Then she had me finger her pussy until she came.” Pressing up against her backside, I pushed my tented pants against her ass, letting her know that I was. She wasn’t as breathy and enraptured for the sex, which figured since she was a little nervous, but I doubted she’d ever had sex like this before and it would be an eye-opener for her and besides…I would pull out.Right?Easy to say when your girlfriend is calling you and your dick isn’t that wet yet and you’re still minutes from cumming. Harder to say when the girl you’re railing is starting to feel pretty slick and her eyes are shut and her mouth open and.