But she wasn't that bothered anyway; she was already a slut. After her head began spinning a little and the music at the party started to sound echoey...and far away, she looked up through the crowd to get her bearings. Through the faces of hundreds of people, there he was. Her creation. Her lover. Her mystery guy, standing dead still and looking at her as people danced around him. She forced herself up and started stumbling towards him. After what felt like hours, she finally fell into him. At. Her brother was downstairs in the living room, in front of the color TV, seemingly very casual, but a closer look told her that he was beat. While her dad went to the downstairs bathroom, she leaned over and kissed Travis. "Where's mom?" "Upstairs lying down. She got a little crocked, even though I tried to hold back on the supply." She kissed him again, feeling very loving, and sat down on the arm of the big chair. "Looks like she. ”“A week! I’m stuck this way for an entire fucking week?”“Yeah, you are, so you might as well get used to being a chick.”“Fuck. I can’t go to work like this. They’ll fire my ass.”“Nick, calm the bitch down. Nothing else we can do. I’ll check and see if there are any longer term effects of the Plan B.”“You mean I might be stuck this way even longer than a week?”“Don’t know yet, but I’ll try to find out. Talk to you later dude.”I start crying, which blows my mind. I don’t cry – haven’t cried. She loosened her grip of my head now….she was giggling now…….lay with her legs straight and wide open……panting and smiling.I lay still next to her…..breathing heavily…my cock…dripping heavily…..stiff as rock….looking as if it penetrate any hole available.She got up slowly and took my cock in her hand started giving a massage. Juices dripping down was making it still wet and sticky…..she kissed me and went down to take it in her mouth. she started sucking it……i grabbed her hair and was pushing.