Mike this is Patrick, ok I say who are you in snarky way, I'm thinking there goes my good time right down the tubes.Patrick is a friend of mine form w...rk and last night I couldn't stand it no more I had to tell him what happened the last time I saw you. I almost lost my shit! you did what? I couldn't believe he told a complete stranger of our little sex fling I thought, so now this dude is here for what I ask? I thought we could have a 3 some Wayne says, my mouth hits the floor and I almost. Whilst I was confessing i suppose is the best explanation , it was like I was blacked out , I cant remember them saying anything or even being there, i suppose it was because I was so embarrassed.The next thing I remember was them showing me their stock , asking me my opinion ie what I liked etc I commented its hard to tell really untill they are worn as to the shape & cut etc colour / compaired to hair colour complexion etc .It started to get like a real job interview again they showed me the. I know I can absolutely ace this test. Math has always been easy for me, it came as naturally as dancing comes to other girls. But I feel like I’m unable to breathe in this room, let alone think or find a bloody equation.The professor looks at me over the rim of his glasses like he knows I’m about to implode, like he can hear the ticking clock counting down inside of my head. Or maybe he is merely waiting for my whirling pencil to clatter onto the desk or the floor.His words are still echoing. She had the whole thing in me because I could feel her balls smacking me as she pumped me.Then the question was asked, DO YOU LIKE MY DICK IN YOUR MAHOLE BITCH!Though tear stained eyes I looked back at her and nodded, I CAN"T HEAR YOU FAGGOT, DO YOU LIKE MY BIG GURLY MEAT IN YOUR MANHOLE?I stammered out the words yes, she said I CANT HEAR YOU FAGGOT TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU LIKE IT IN YOU.NOW SHE YELLED, I like it in my manhole, I CAN"T STAND THIS SHIT SHE SAID, and rammed it deep into me, TELL ME.