Saying that the first time he fucked me he'd got the feeling i would make an excellent personal slut indeed for his pleasure on his own at home but al...o one who would be easy to and want to be turned into even more of a slut than that....to be made a complete and proper public cockwhore and slut for any guys at all.he continued saying that after getting the feeling he had later decided to put an add on a couple of web sites he was a member of...the ad he'd placed had been straight forward. You kinda went crazy.You tried to let you fuck me for a whole day! It was pretty funny. I pictured him two years ago.His wild green eyes, his hair messed up, his breath heavy.I miss you like that.You mind repeating it? I pushed him away from my neck.I gripped his hair.Forcing his lips onto mine.After a few minutes, I heard a new voice.Really Gaby? Again? Dont make him go crazy again.Last time you did that to him, he ended up in a psych ward. I heard the voice laugh.Fuck.Off.Hunter.Im busy with. When he was about to move on, she pulled her shirt back up. He returned to his position. She smiled.She decided to play a little game, so she slowly turned toward the door. He slunk back out of sight. When she returned to looking at the mirror, Troy appeared again."Do boys really like these?" she said to herself but loud enough for her brother to hear.She decided to pull on her nipple to make it hard. She saw his eyes get large. He seemed to like it a lot. She was curious about his reaction.She. ”Tears sting my eyes. Let this torture end, please just me get off.Brad’s speed increases, my throat clasping around him. Fuck, why won’t he cum?I push my tongue out and run the tip along his balls as he continues fucking my face.“ooh fuck!” Brad groans.I grab his ass, digging my nails into the cheek as my other hand cups his balls. He starts groaning, his grip on my hair loosens enough for me to pull my mouth away until only the tip remains.I gently lick the hole before slowly taking more.