Rubbed his cock on my ass crack then slammed it in my sore stretched out cunt, fast an hurtful he fucked me, 'Is this how hard mom fucks your faggot a...s u bitch,it hurts but i'll take it...' He pounded me HARD before throwing me on my back , holding my hands, & before i knew it B hott cum was shootin outta his bloody cock on my cheeks, lips, & tongue, rubbin all my face... I licked every yucky drop of cum off his dick, ' Do u or mom like drinkin nigga cum like i just did more??? 　'We was both. The street lamp glared down on me as i lit my fag and inhaled then i heard "you got a light ?" from behind me i looked and saw a young boy about my age i raised my arm and passed him my lighter he then came closer and stood next to me "so do you live around here?" i asked he look at me and exhaled it smelt of weed "yeah just over there " he pointed over the road he smiled and raised his joint and ask "you want some?" i smiled back and said "yeah" and took it out his hand ."so what you doing. Without turning or speaking to her his eyes left the swamp and once again flew over the new spring. He took in a thousand shades of earth and beauty, but somehow he could not keep his sight from the filth. It's odd, he thought. With that much water something should be growing. But it also occurred to him that too much water rotted the roots. Killed the growth. The voice once again tagged him. It had finished with requests, grown weary of pleasantries and cheeriness. Now it settled on demands.. I realized, because she didn’t ask, I wasn’t sharing anything about the a****ls, not while in Arizona, here, or the jungle. She seemed intent on getting background and reinforcing what she had gathered from research and from Sam.We had just exited a small café along the walkway. I had an iced coffee and she had an ice tea. I pointed to a bench in front of an open stretch of shore looking out over the ocean to the Northwest. She had been very energized, purposeful, and confident during this time.