The feeling of that thing in his mouth made him want to puke. It wouldn’t get hard and it felt soft and mushy. The room filled with laughter as ev...ryone found the sight amusing. He tried his best to suck hard to get this unbearable task over and done with. Tony pumped but his fat stomach kept getting in the way. The smell of his sweat wasn’t arousing to John; it was sickening. As hard as it could get, there was no way it could fuck his throat, it was like sucking a little, deformed. .” He twisted my hair in his hand and I screamed. As soon as I opened my mouth he aimed his cock and squirted piss right inside. “Keep your mouth open slut … toilet … “ He demanded and this time the piss didn’t stop. He kept pissing his aim was good and most of it hit my mouth. It began to run out and dribble down my cheeks. “Swallow it slut, drink it like the nasty cunt we both know you are.” He fisted my hair again, and it hurt so bad I couldn’t scream with my mouth full and I. Wed only messed around a few times, but each time had been better than the last. We went down on each other, and he finger-fucked my pussy, but he had never so much as offered to penetrate me, and I hadnt gotten the guts to ask. Dad was so loving and considerate the exact opposite of Matt, who seemed to think gruffness was a badge of honor. Now, on the one night I had awoken on my own, hornier than ever and unsatisfied by my own hands and toy, no sign of Matt, my bullish but satisfying nightly. I didn’t want to call my parents, because they would think I wasn’t being responsible enough. The only person I could think of calling was my best friend’s father, Mr. Lopez. He’s always home and I knew he’d come to my rescue. I called him and of course he came over right away. He ended up taking the knob off the door and was able to open it. I was able to finally get Amanda out of her parent's bedroom and settle her down. Mr. Lopez put the lock back onto the door. I was so grateful and told.