Whenever she mentioned the unpaid loans to Mike, however, he merely laughed and shrugged his shoulders."Gene's still a kid," he always apologized. "So...he forgets to pay me back now and then. It's no big deal."Maybe it didn't mean much to Mike but it mattered to Sarah. She just didn't like the way Gene used his older brother, ignoring him for weeks when he was caught up in his own activities, then showing up again with a phony grin whenver he needed something. Whether it was a time-consuming. ” I move between her legs to tease her clit but she has other ideas. She grabs my hair and pulls me up to kiss. “I’ve been looking for a place where I can have my wicked way with you since we started. I’m soaking with desire. Forget foreplay. Just make love to me.” In my eagerness I miss her tight pussy-hole and before I can re-try she remarks, “Sorry, that’s my fault for removing your landing strip. Let me guide you.” We both laughing like adolescent k**s. However Jessy soon has my dick in. The sound of him gurgling on chock on my dick fill the room.I slide my hand through his hair and grip a handful as I use his mouth as a fuckhole. He just takes it. To be honest, degrading him like a whore isn't what I truly want, but I can't help myself. Whenever I'm around this beautiful girly boy, I lose control. Primal instincts take over and all I can think about is breeding him like a bitch.As long as I'm being truthful to myself, I actually like him. Not just as a fuckhole or because he. He's single, independent, arrogant and stubborn. You told your readers that much, and you've shown it quite clearly at the start of the story. So why does he suddenly, forgive the expression, fall at Rose's feet like a lovestruck teenager?"Because that's what I wish happened to me, I wanted to say. That wasn't the right answer, though: it had to make sense within the story."Miss, just because you don't think it's likely doesn't mean it can't happen, right?" You are right. However, you must.