However, nothing quite provides that feeling of downright-seediness, like guzzling another guy's spunk from a used-condom - NOTHING!!! And for me pers...nally, the fact that I'm most definitely not even into guys, makes it even dirtier and even more depraved. Reducing your otherwise masculine-self to the level of a cum-swallowing slut, in such a fashion, is the ultimate way of rubbing your own nose in the fact, that another, more sexually dominant guy, got to fuck some girl and you. Them glistening in the sun was a magical sight for Hank, he couldn't have imagined being somewhere else right now. The bulge in his pants began appearing again. His hands slowly gliding down the gas bomb, of course using the proper technique of rubbign them from up to down. The metal began to shine Hank could see his own refelction clear as day in it. A satisfied Hyup left his lips as he gave the bomb a few last rubs. He began rubbing it softer now, forgetting his work ethic his hands melding. "You've met his family?" Lots of times."I win."This must be serious." She had a smile that let me know it was part tease. "Have you taken him home to meet your parents?" I'm planning to do that on our 50th anniversary." Yeah, I guess you didn't get the way you were by accident." How was I?"Oops, she'd forgotten who she was talking to and momentarily lapsed into candor."Self-assured." Self-centered."Poised." Aloof."In control." Controlling."You shouldn't be an English major, Jen, you should be. "I hope that you folks have enjoyed yourselves so far this week," Hartwell said to the four college students. "I mean, despite all the excitement on Tuesday. Believe me, we rarely, if ever, have an event like that. But it is the very possibility of such a thing that causes us to keep well-trained security folks around."Marta had been slightly disturbed by the violent events of Tuesday and she was obviously still a bit miffed when she said, "I don't see how your security helped much on Tuesday..