He called Cliff back as he drove out of the parking lot towards the airport. ‘Hey Cliff, this is Kyle. I just got your message. What’s up?’ Clif... took an audible breath and broke the news to his friend, ‘Sorry to be the one to tell you this Kyle, but Gary Conté died early this morning.’ ‘What happened?’ Kyle asked. ‘I just spoke with Gary on Sunday. We were discussing a fishing trip to Utah.’ ‘He got rear-ended by a drunk driver last night on State College Boulevard,’ replied Cliff. ‘Wow,’ said. As I start to unbutton your pants, you start to struggle again managing to somehow roll yourself over. This catches you a good solid swat on your ass, with a very loud smack. And I hear you whimper from the pain. I roll you over, pinch you exposed nipple and tell you that next time it will be worse. I sit across your lower legs to help keep you from rolling over again, as I finish undoing your pants. Now I can pull them down your legs, at least to your knees. Then I slowly pull your panties. “Figured I’d stop in to say hi while running a few errands” I said in a bored voice, tossing my blonde hair to the side, with my other hand on my hip. The look on my Derek’s face when he looked up from his work counter was the sweetest victory I had felt in a long while, his jaw slightly dropped as his eyes locked on me. A small smile snuck onto the corner of my mouth, and I couldn’t help feeling a bit vain. Damn, he knew I wanted him now, but I just can’t help that I still blush like I have a. As soon as your orgasm subsides we swap positions, I pull the juicy twin out of your soaking wet pussy and rub the twin over your nipples leaving them wet with cum, you take the twin from me and begin to lick it clean putting the entire length into your mouth, all the time looking at him asking if that's where he wants his cock. He begs you to put his cock in your mouth and you slowly, skilfully oblige. Licking his large shiny helmet for the first time, he's already leaking pre-cum with.