He shouted oh fuck man…and his cock kept pumping into my mouth.Finally, the cum stopped and I slowly pulled off. He shivered at the sensitivity of h...s cock and I slowly pulled my finger out of his hole. He was quiet. I moved back up on the bed beside him and he grabbed me and pulled me to him. He kissed me and forced his tongue into my mouth. I can taste my cum man he said…and we French kissed for what seemed like hours.He pulled away and we lay there together holding each other. I asked him. All this time she had been sat on the end corner of the bed facing towards me as I was tossing myself off but now she edged herself forward a little, then slid off the bed onto her knees beside it just slightly forward of me. With her right hand she reached over to touch my cock, so I changed the angle of my position to turn to her face on. I let go of my cock and watched with a kind of transfixed fascination as her fingers gently stroked it, gliding along the length of it. The sensation was an. Linda was knocking on the door saying all those stupid things like "we need to talk". I came out of the bathroom and headed for the door. Linda was still trying to get me to "see reason" and "not over react". I turned as I was going through the door. This was my chance to redeem a tiny bit of pride by saying something meaningful like "have a nice life". Chad beat me to it. He put an arm around Linda and said "bye dinky dink!" I just walked on out. Shit, I hate that guy!I went to my car where I. Disconcertingly the far wall next to the bed was painted a fluorescent pink with a ‘Hello Kitty’ mural daubed upon it crudely and competently, giving it an unsettling creepypasta vibe. And here he was, a bovine dullard in the copious flesh. John felt momentarily disoriented, thinking for a moment there was a glitch in his simulation, that everything would suddenly pixelate and break up but no he was still immured in this version of reality. Early thirties it said on her profile but she looks.