He kneels next to my face, so I can see everything he does. I’m learning how he likes to jerk himself off. How he concentrates on the head, an... pauses once in a while to lightly squeeze it. Then he progresses to stroking the entire length, moaning softly, with his eyes closed. He drops to his elbows, so his belly is over my face and his knees are to the side of my head. “Grab my cock.” “Do you want me to slide my hand up and down it?” “No just grab it. Kind of tightly.” . . that's a beautiful name. Why don't you sit here next to me so we can chat?" The mannequin looked at me."Umm ... OK." I walked over and sat in the chair next to Jack, with my legs crossed (at the ankles), back straight, head up, and hands folded in my lap, just like I had been trained to sit."|| (ting) What do you do for a living, Jack? ||" said the voice in my ear piece.What was this? The house was coaching me in small talk? What made it so bizarre is that the computer was actually carrying. “Tell me a secret, secret, something you need to be drunk to tell me.”I laughed again. “All my secrets are ‘secret, secrets’,” I argued. “What’s the difference?”“The difference is that I want you to tell me a secret you didn’t even consider telling me until now and would only ever tell me because you’re either too drunk to talk yourself out of saying it, you know I'm too drunk to remember in the morning, or you’ve been drinking enough to blame it on the alcohol tomorrow and every day after.”His. This woman was truly a hot slut. I took my hand, completely coated in our cum and fed it to her. she sucked the cream off of my fingers like they were tiny little cocks. Then she cleaned my cock up, balls and all, before turning her full attention to Abraham. while my cock had begun to lose it's size and hardness..Abraham, was still hard as a fucking rock."Now it is my turn!" she said, with cum dripping off her chin. She turned her ass around and backed down onto his 7" hard cock...it took only.