"Cum on my cock baby!" he breathed into my ear. That did it. I cried out in ecstasy as my juices flooded his cock and began to drip down to my asshole... He stopped as he waited for my spasms to subside. Holding me tight and nibbling on my ear lobe as I panted and moaned. "Get on your knees" he growled, as soon as my breathing returned to normal. There was a notable change in his demeanour. He'd let me have my pleasure, now he wanted his. I got on my hands and knees, the hard wood of the bench. "He could remember the voice saying something else, but he couldn'trecall what it was. Probably he shouldn't get this body killed at least.Who knows if he'd die too; plus he wasn't really out to murder Brendaexactly either. So one year, he thought. That's a long time. He startedfreaking out a little bit before he reasoned himself into just rollingwith it for now and figuring things out later.He wondered how he would find something to wear in her place, neverhaving been here before, or dressed. “You literally have no filter,” I said and I felt as though I should be angry but the whole thing felt too goddamn surreal. “I didn’t sign up for this kinda talk.”“I just wanna know!” he groaned. “Come on, Ally!”“I’m not comfortable talking about it,” I sulked. “The past is in the past.”“It’s just talk,” Robbie coaxed, “Just words. We shouldn’t hide stuff from each other, should we?”He stepped languidly off the bed and stretched, walking towards me.“We shouldn’t hide stuff?” I asked.. But I have not visited him for more than 8 or 5 years. Me and my husband went to their place to consult him on my sickness. My hubby knocks on the door but there were no answer from "mang Nardo". So, I asked their neighbor if "mang Nardo" is around. The neighbor replied that "mang Nardo" is in the house, but have a side comment "nandyan yan sa loob, baka nanunuod ng bold o kaya nagbabate, hehe, manyakis yan e" (he is inside, maybe he is watching bold movie or masturbating, he is a.