"Gary knew it was true. Explained why the seat was so sticky sometimes.... Very hot. He tried something new. "You dream of becoming a cum slave and yo... love to swallow cum." I dream of becoming a cum slave and love to swallow cum."Shivers. A bulge instantly grew in his pants just hearing her say that, fantasies running wild in his head. "You want my cock in your mouth." I want your cock in my mouth."He felt like he could just pull it out, lunge and just do her now. However, he thought that here. She liked this feeling, though his dick was limp now, it had something magic for her.The boy enjoyed it too and of course it was a high for his ego to watch this little bitch (what he probably thought, but never named her) to be so in need for his dick. After a short time Irene had managed to get him hard again and she wanted to roll over to take her ‘normal’ position on her back, but the boy grabbed her hips, positioned her cunt above his dick and let her slowly glide downwards.Though Irene. With a quick pull I had her body against mine, her hand and my cock pinned between our bellies. Her breasts pressed against my rib cage and I could smell lavender in her hair. She looked up at me with a start and I could see that she wasn’t mad anymore. I leaned into her and smelled her wet hair and ran my lips around her face, not really kissing her, just feeling her skin on my lips. Ms. Miller let out a little moan of her own and put her hands on my back. I found her lips and kissed her. Johanna put herhand over my mouth. She was rough about it. I was nearly in tears atthis point. I need her to believe me. "This isn't funny anymore." Shesounded more angry than annoyed. "Come on out," she shouted.That did it. I started to tear up, my hormones were so different fromwhat I was used to. I couldn't stop myself from crying. I triedexplaining how I was me and how I did text her to have an open mind. Allthat came out of my mouth was an unintelligible mess. Johanna removedher hand from.