I pulled out of her mouth. But she looked up at me and begged me to fuck her face with my hardened cock. Then I grabbed the back of her head and was s...on thrusting myself deep into her throat…She expertly took my full cock. I thrust in and out. Soon spit was running down her chin, but she just kept deep throating me.My thrusts were getting fast and I was getting close to come. But then she pulled herself off my cock and stood up. She wanted to save some energy for her ass. Then she walked to. “What a wanker.”“I know ... maybe it’s because I was there at the time, but even know I know there’s no reason to cry over a complete stranger, I can’t help it, it’s really got to me.”“Oooh you great lout, pull yourself together. She looks at me disgustedly and raising her voice she says, “you’re pathetic, coming in snivelling like a baby just because some old bag has kicked the bucket. Jesus you didn’t cry this much when my dad died.”“I know, I know and I’m sorry.” I say, wiping away some of. "Now," he said as they broke apart. "The day's finally off to a good start."She frowned and rubbed his cheek with her hand. "Shaving day," she announced.Doug smiled at her no-nonsense command tone. "Just for you," he said The number of disposable razors was limited. He was trying to stretch the supply by shaving every third or fourth day and reusing them, since he had no idea how long they'd be stranded. He'd been beardless for so long that he found even the idea of a beard uncomfortable now.. Empty soda bottles, pizza boxes, and candy bags littered the room. They’d had double the party – only fair, to celebrate the sixteenth birthdays of both twins.Mercedes and Stacey, the birthday girls, sat cuddled up to each other at the foot of one couch. They were identical: every brunette curl, every gleam in their brown eyes, every girl-next-door smile. They dressed to match, with tight-fitting pants and cropped tops – Mercedes in pink and Stacey in blue. The fit showed how their cheer.