Dustin's whole face lights up in awe, as he takes into view my throbbing 9” of thick jock cock. Cock snot is ozzing from my piss slit—and I comman... him to lick it up. As his tongue comes down and touch my piss slit, my dick leaps straight up, and even my balls jump up in their sac. It was electric. Without even an order, Dustin then takes in my swelling mushroom head, and begins to suck down about half my pulsating cock, like a pro. My abs and thighs tense up at one—damm, this boy done learned. We shared looks even now and then as she was talking to a group of people. After an hour I wanted to leave but she came over to me and sat next.we made small talk for a bit. I noticed her nice big nipples pointing though her shirt. She had no bra on and clearly wanted me. She could tell by the hardest in my pants that I felt the same. She leaned in and whispered in my ear "meet me up stairs in the last room down the hall". She got up and went up stairs. I downed my drink and got up. I walked. I was so turned on by the dream. My fingers slowly made their way down to my pussy. My heart was fluttering from all the excitement. Then I heard the phone ring. I struggled out of the armchair to answer it. "Hello?" I asked to the invisible voice on the other line. "Hey, Rosie, It's me Dave." "Oh, hey Dave. What's up?" "Oh not much, but listen. I honestly don't understand the art assignment." "It's really simple. If you want help with it, bring it over to my place and I'll help." "Oh, great!. Nigel had turned seeing Michael only steps away from Ian. Nigel grabbed him in an iron grip, holding him back from continuing on towards Ian. ‘You can’t, it’s too late, you have to get out of here,’ Nigel said as he pushed Michael backwards towards Millie who was now weeping openly. ‘Let go, you don’t understand, I can save him.’ Michael struggled against Nigel’s grip. ‘If I can get to him I can save him like all the others, why won’t Nigel let me go goddamnit.’ Michael’s thoughts had a clear.