"Shit!" I screeched as I drenched her face. My entire body felt to be in pain, but with a very pleasurable side effect known as emotional-sexual-nirva...a. It lasted for about forty seconds or so until I was completely done. "Wow, only a woman knows what a woman wants." "I know," she answered, climbing up onto me. She kissed me once and went down to my bosoms. She licked my right nipple once. "That's a good nipple," she praised me before she began licking frequently. "Shit," I moaned, placing my. Kaylee wanted to scream at the kid. The four people in line behind the kid also wanted to scream. ‘Uh, yeah, okay, I want a roast beef po-boy, no pickles,’ the boy finally said. ‘Yes sir, what size please?’ Kaylee asked. ‘Uh, what?’ the boy said. ‘Size. What size po-boy would you like?’ Kaylee asked, gritting her teeth in impatience. ‘Um, what size they got?’ the boy asked. ‘For the love of God!’ one of the construction workers yelled. ‘It’s right there on the fucking board! Small, regular, or. M. dropped his shorts and threw them on the floors. He had a hard on in his white briefs. I looked into his eyes. I never thought this was gay. Just 2 pals high on MJ. I was lying on my side facing him. We spoke real soft and low. M. got up and shut the music. I glanced at his butt then his boner as he got back on the bed next to me. The room was pink and light green. Perfume was on the bureau. It all seemed so natural. My head was spinning. A plethora of scenarios were running thru my mind as I sat there dreaming when my phone beeped. I pulled it out and looked, "1 message", it showed. I looked up towards the store knowing my sister sent me a text then I looked down and clicked the view button, "it was gr8 !, hope 2 again" read the message. I didn't recognize the number but it was obvious who it was. How did she get my number, I said to myself. Still talking to myself I said, DUH my sister. My cock got hard and a HUGE smile grew.