I'd love to jerk you off. I love seeing a guy shoot his cum. I'd have you sit in a comfortable chair, me kneeling before you. We're both naked... I ma...sage your inner thighs, slowly and firmly... up your waist, intentionaly passing by your cock and balls, rubbing your tummy... circling your belly button, down to your pubes, running my fingers thru youe hair, still not touching your cock. back up your tummy to your chest... rubbing both hands accross your nipples as I kiss your inner thigh just. “What the fuck are you doing here anyways?” “This is just as much my dorm room as it is yours,” he said. “I thought you were moving in with those fucks next door?” I asked.“It’s not that simple,” he said. He then grabbed his bag and left. What a fucking homo. I took a seat on the couch and turned on the TV. ‘John Farrell and his Promethean task force have saved countless lives after the 9.8 magnitude earthquake trapped many of Chili’s civilians under a collapsed building. This has been the. I dunno. You know, maybe I’ll just take some pics of this place and post with #richgirl.” She looks up with a toothy grin trying to blackmail him with charm.“Richgirl?” He arches an eyebrow at her.“Well, I mean, this place is pretty ridic, you know? So I was thinking, like, maybe I dunno.”He chuckles. “You can do whatever you want. But if you’re really looking for good pictures for instagram, I know a photographer. Later this week, I’ll set something up.”He’s gone for the next few days and she. We talked to the track security manager and he agreed to have a uniformed guard on the doors during the time Coca Cola is in the office for the conference." I said. "Oh yeah we went to the dressing area there are only two ways in or out of it. Same thing tonight there, uniformed track security people.Rodney and I will be on the inside door to the dressing room. Until Coka Cola goes to the stage. When he does, we will go with him and stand at the bottom of the stage facing the crowd till he.