Seeing you wearing those slutty little panties and fingering your tight ass." Natalie whispered into my ear. "Great, so you're breaking up with me the...? Because I like to wear panties sometimes?" I said, pissed off."No, baby, I just want to know why? You know I also saw all the Mandingo anal porn on your laptop. Do you wanna dress like a girl and get fucked?" Natalie said with a sly grin.My face flushed as I felt the blood rush to it. My high was completely gone and I just wanted to get this. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. That night, he had fresh, hot bread for dinner. That’s all he ate, with melted butter and strawberry jam. The flavor was so different from anything he ever tasted before. He wished Carolyn was there with him, sitting at the kitchen table, maybe Kendra and Michael, too. He knew he was going to be sorry in the morning but he didn’t care. It was just too good to stop, like making love to her. He licked at a dripping bit of jam. God, this is so good… It was close. She pulled my cock out of the way and ‘innocently’ used her thumb to wipe off the clear fluid that was accumulating at my piss slit. She started to massage my balls and would gently grab them and pull them this way and that in the pretext of a thorough examination. Although my earlier statement about her fondling making me feel better was pure bullshit, it was now actually quite true as I had completely forgotten about my fall and was focused on her stoking hands, her jiggling tits, and the. I think I need to go to the hospital! It just wont stop!"She bit her lip and looked at your privates, still oozing cum all over your hips and into the pool of almost five gallons of cum sticking to the bed, "Okay, okay! Just... just put on two pairs of - of jeans. Get in the car right away!"A minute later you're doing your best to move in two pairs of jeans, even as your quickly cleaned waist began to wet with cum, your mother was driving furiously towards the hospital, constantly checking your.