I brought a whole bag of toys and tools with me but before I use that I want to see how nicely her nice ass can handle the 40oz beer bottle sitting on...the coffee table right next to her. I get up and go upstairs to her little bathroom, I grab a large bottle of lotion, a new can of shaving cream, and head back to where my little sex puppet waits for me to teach her all about her new life. (You see, along with being able to control her body, I can control what she says and if she keeps a smile. He continued fucking my face, drool pouring from either sides of my mouth when he decided to take things further. He let go of my hair to allow me to breath for a second, and flipped me up on the couch with my head hanging off. "I had no idea you were so domineering, Nathan," I said, wiping the precum and drool from my thick lips. "It's a good thing I'm so submiss-." He cut off my final word by lowering his cock to my mouth and jamming it forcefully down my neck. The roles were slightly. . tomorrow ... in the morning. After we were the last ones out, April came in, turned on the lights and searched the wood floor of the springs for bottles and caps ... never one to escape my civic duty I jumped in and helped. I didn’t find many bottles ... I did find several condoms ... EWW!The three of us went back to the tipi and talked ... and finished off the last six-pack. Roy had something most of the college students didn’t ... a job. He was responsible ... and older. Roy sat and chatted. But you are not here. The rare moments that I am horny through my monthly cycle and you are not here. Sometimes I let my hands stray down into that lovely bush and I play. But I am not excited as when you are beside me urging me on. I get frustrated and stop. I turn and hug your pillow and I will myself to sleep. Insomnia ensues. I think about your cock. I love how it smells in your underwear, the pheromones you exude when you’re excited. I think about going down on you. The way I rub my nose.