As of right now, you are dead to me you pathetic excuse for an immortal. No, after you don’t appear this year, the world cries foul about you, THEN ... will let you go. Let you feel the wrath, the unadulterated ridicule, and shame I did. Don’t look at me like that! Had you kept a more firm hand on things, then I wouldn’t have been forgotten.” Art spit at the man.“You weren’t forgotten...” the man tried to start again.“I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!” Then an idea struck Art’s mind as he reached out. He wraps his arms around me. "Damn," Ethan says as his chest rises and falls. I smile. "It's only been three days." "Three days too long apparently," he mumbles, and I muster the energy to laugh. We've been fucking..a lot lately. It's been two weeks since that party. Fourteen days ago we were in this same bed with another person. I was grateful I had woken up early that morning with a pounding headache. Ironic, I know, but it would have been awkward for Taniyah and I to explain to our dates. Her hand reached between his legs and cupped the heavy ball sack, feeling the heat, full of the semen that he intended to shoot onto her face. She gently squeezed, rewarded with a moan from Dr. Michael’s lips, his cock jerking in pleasure. Another squeeze, this time harder and his hips began to push forward, his cockhead rubbing on her nose. She tightened her grip on his balls, pleased at how she was able to manipulate him so easy. Or was she? She couldn’t understand how she instinctively. He asked if I could help him with moving a chest up to his apartment from the car. I said sure. I was about 23 and he was near 50 and was very good looking. Once we were inside it took only a few minutes before he leaned towards me and said thank you and kissed me, I kissed him back. He took my hand a led me into the living room were we sat on the couch and we kissed again. I was so hot and I could not believe I just met this guy and here we were kissing and getting all hot together. I reached.