He puts the other one on and pulls out a canister grenade. He shows her the canister and she quickly puts on the mask. He pulls the pin. He opens the ...oor and quickly throws the canister in the room. He jumps back on top of her.He starts whispering to her, "You will not believe what I am going to do to you when we get home."She looks at him shocked, "What? You're coming on to me. I am bathed in blood here. We still have to get in that room and finish this." There is never a better time than the. Down ran her fingers across my body, teasing me about what would come next. I closed my eyes in anticipation. She kissed me on the chest and kissed me down my body stopping at my boxers. I couldn't take this teasing anymore. Next thing I knew she had ripped off my boxers and began a full assault with her tongue on my balls working up to my cock. Licking up and down my shaft she moaned. This is what she wanted. She took my cock into her mouth and began working it like a pro. I lay back while she. He knew that after this round alone his balls would be bruised, although he felt no discomfort in real time as they violently collided with the girl's crotch.In and out, again and again, the girl crooning unintelligibly beneath as he pounded away at her upturned cunt. His brain grew hazy, his focus narrowed, zeroing on that sweet ass, on her narrow waist, on his thick cock as it slid in and out of her stretched sex, feeling impossibly hard, impossibly large, impossible to ever stop --And then. There was a knock at his door an hour later. Come in, Curt said, knowing it was his mother. He was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Hi. You got any plans tomorrow? his mother asked, sitting on his bed. For a brief second Curt thought she would ask him to hang out or go to dinner. Uh no. Aww. Well if you want to go out with your friends, please be safe. Ill be hanging with my friends, Ill probably be home very late. Ill leave that pasta dish you love so much in the fridge. Oh, yeah,.