Or a typist, or something. It's a really stupid name, and I myself and dubious that there could be two of you."Yes, Snaky McGee is my real name. Scal... McGee, I mean. I'm sorry to have kept it from you for so long."Yeah," the bartender said contemptuously. "Like those tits are real?" I don't have tits," I said."What're those?" she asked angrily, waving in my general direction. "Damn," she said to herself. "I oughta get glasses." My halter top is full of Night," I proclaimed, showing her. The. We only turn it on for clean up. Sometimes when Riva needs to study, but that’s rare. “I’m sure we can throw a party more fun than this one,” I said through holding a big hit. “I hope.” We are all freshmen at Panhandle State University in Florida. Pensacola is a great place for young adults to explore life and newfound freedom. I forward the joint toward Tegan’s mouth. I had met Tegan at Riva’s: a pool party, maybe the second weekend of the school year. Riva and Tegan go way back. My father said that if she wanted more possessions, she should work too, and not expect him to become a manager and do stuff he hated.My mom didn't like that idea and took off with another guy, and by the time I was 13 my folks were divorced. The other guy was a successful businessman, but he never had kids and didn't want to be troubled by them. Mom went along. Dad was happy to get custody of me and my sister.What hurt me and really hurt my sister is that it didn't seem to bother mom much to. As i cum hard on his mouth he never stops with his tongue whipping circles around and around my little hard button. My mouth still locked around the fat cock as the guy shoves it in deep my hair in his fists as he shoves every inch into my throat and begins to cum deep in my throat. He makes me gag and choke as cum flows up my throat some dripping back out over his balls and my chin yet more dripping out my nose. It was such a big load i could smell it in my nostrils and taste him in the back.