"I'm not in the mood for nigger, okay?" What's up with you?" Deke didn't get pissed or anything, but he narrowed his eyes a little. "Getting your peri...d or something?" No," I told him unnecessarily; he knew exactly when my period was due and it wasn't for another week. "I'm just tired." It's cool," he shrugged. "I thought you liked it when I talk like that." Sometimes." I cleaned his cock gently with a packet of Kleenex from my purse. "But you don't have to do it all the time."Deke might have. " Tiffany and the other girls' words sank into Jordan, as she realized that she'd only seen the tip of the iceberg, as far as her cock's potential went. The thought of even more powerful orgasms, and even more cum produced by her balls was mind-boggling to Jordan. "The possibility of even bigger and better things in store for me and my cock is awesome Tiffany," said Jordan. "I want you to know that there's no way I'm going to screw things up and give up this wonderful piece of meat between my. Man, he was turning into a boring twit, constantly thinking back to the special packages he’d hidden away in the hotel safe. Live a little, he told himself. Not that he had any other choice. Jen kept them on their toes, making sure that even the long walks while sightseeing didn’t turn dull. He should have realized that she was setting them up for a sucker punch when the blonde got sketchy about their destinations for the next day. Oh yes, that had been a doozy. As they pulled into the vast and. Then he said, “I couldn't help noticing that you had your hand in your trousers earlier.” That Hugh Grant accent again. How much did he see??? How many others saw it too??? I flushed with embarrassment.“Please, don't mind me. Do carry on.”I was speechless. What do you do when someone invites you to masturbate in front of them? Not being able to think of an alternative, I said, “errm, thanks” and slid my hand back in my trousers. My clit was doing some serious throbbing now as I flinched at my.