He glanced to the right and saw the bedroom. Not wanting to move too quickly, he turned left, entering the living area. She felt like she was talking ...oo much, babbling nervously. What was wrong with her? They had worked together for years and had never had any awkwardness between them. So why now? On the periphery of his consciousness he realized she was chatting about the apartment, but his mind was working almost solely on what his best move might be.Walking near her, he let his body graze. "If only you knew, matey," I muttered.He turned to face me as I was dabbing at remnants of croissant with alittle finger and removing them from that finger with the tip of mytongue. Those remnants came from a paper napkin I'd balanced on oneknee, crossed over the other one to bring it nearer. I was probablyholding my cappuccino in a girly way, too.I noticed them both looking in my direction expectantly."What? Oh..." I glanced down at the way I'd arranged myself andgrinned."Sorry. Female moment.. " She pushed her substantial boobs together.A pleasurable shiver ran through Jackson as he remembered what she did to him last time.Fucking stop it, he admonished. His cock twitched in his pants and he wanted to bash the traitorous organ back down."It's a popular selection," Suraimo said. "Players like to choose how to succumb." Selecting how you want to lose is gay," Jackson said.Who chose to lose: losers, that's who."You do know what this game is about?" Suraimo asked."It's a pervy hentai. He wastes no time, shoving his cock completely up my asshole again. Being plugged up like that allows me to relax and enjoy the feeling of being plowed for the third time that evening. He takes to pounding me; hard, fast, and deep. Like a machine, he pistons in and out of me, causing me another body-shaking orgasm. This time, I squirt onto the floor, leaving a spreading puddle beneath me. He continues plowing my ass, though his strokes become more and more ragged as the moments go on. The.