To the casual observer, it would appear that I was going to be gone a week, not just a few hours. She pressed her body to mine, and returned my kiss l...ke we were lovers, not pretenders."Get some sleep," I ordered as I released her."Have a good trip. I'll be here when you come back," she said as I walked away."We'll have dinner at Stella's" I yelled, and watched her frown of disapproval.My flight to Omaha took forever. I had plenty of time to contemplate my plight.I'd talked to Kelley on. Quella volta si incazzò non poco, ma poi inizio a ragionare e, visto che mi piaceva, e piaceva pure a lei, cominciò a sperimentare varie forme di tortura msescolata al piacere. Il problema però, era che lei aveva sposato un maschio assertivo, un uomo che si affermava nel lavoro e dotato di volontà e determinazione. Vederlo così sottomesso ai suoi capricci e felice di essere dominato la rendeva insicura. Perciò dopo ogni orgasmo mescolato alle torture, la pagavo cara essendo costretto a. Pardon my French, but it was so fucking annoying to walk around the school and hear everybody call Marcus “Priiiiimetime”, exaggerating and emphasizing the word every single time. It was just my luck that I had multiple classes with him every year, and senior year was brutal. In class, he would prattle on about his conquests and brag about his ability to pull just about any girl. Marcus often liked picking on me the most, because unlike other girls, I wasn’t a promiscuous whore, or I figured I. I know you liked my cum coz he saw me licking some from my lips. And I had no words.We both were satisfied and slept.In the middle of the night, I felt his hand moving on my ass. His fingers were over my ass trying to explore every inch.Him: bro you know your ass is so sexyMe: don’t have any thoughts. I am not letting you do anything to my ass and laughedHim: was I wrong about anything tonight. Didn’t everything feels so good?Me: yeah it did. But it’s painful I know. So don’t think about.