She had gone through a very tough day. Her self-centered, narcisstic boyfriend Brad had a fight while at work and then was dumped her by way of a text...message on her cell phone, saying she was bad for his up-and-coming celebrity image. Brad's an aspiring actor/model trying to get himself discovered. She knew he was wrong for her, because he had been trying to change her appearance and all that. He wanted her to be superskinny, trying to get her on every diet imaginable, etc. She was so mad at. "Right now you need to pay attention to your crutches. You're no longer in the hospital." If she's not in her room, where's she doing to sleep?" I asked as we walked up to their apartment."Don't worry," Jessica said."Why does that make me worry?" I asked.It was the first glimpse of a smile from Theresa, since we arrived home. I stopped, acting like I was arranging the crutch under my shoulder."Jessica, go take that in. Please," I said.Jessica gave me a sour look, but went inside. I turned to. In my passion fogged mind I accepted Eric as a girl, a girl without a vagina.I suddenly felt my balls tighten, my cock head quiver and I knew I was about to explode in her mouth. She took the first volley straight down her throat, and then backed my cock out until just the head was sealed behind her lips. I shot another five large volleys of my man seed into her mouth.I filled her mouth so full of cum that she could not swallow all of it. Her lips remained sealed around my cock and some of my. Ami ektu chitkar kore uthechhilam thik jokhon sharp pain-ta elo. Tarpor ektu behush moto-o hoye gechhilam, mone hoy vodka-r effect-e. O tokhon amar shara gaye chumu dichchhilo ar mai-gulo chushchhilo. Ektu pore o aste aste thelte shuru korlo ar speed barate shuru korlo. Amar prothome byatha korchhilo kintu chepe rakhchhilam or kotha bhebe kintu tarpor amar abar pleasure lagte shuru korlo. Amar gud-tao ami aste aste or dike thelte shuru korlam. Tarpor majhe majhe jaala korleo aste aste pagoler.