I never commented on it as I knew she was self conscious about her color but it really turned me on. I was on my back lying down and she was straddlin... my chest and jerking herself off while looking down at me. My head was tilted back for what reason, I am not sure. I distinctly recall the feeling that went through my head as she unloaded in my mouth. I honestly thought she was peeing as it was bitter tasting and very thin and runny, not thick as I had expected.This all happens at warp speed of. I’d hate to have to explain the mess to the cleaning crew – not to mention your absence to your father. So out with it!”Phil gave her the particulars of his conversation with Sam Waterford. If anything she was more astounded when he finished than when he’d begun.“The man is either a genius or a fruitcake,” Beth said.“I’d lean toward fruitcake,” Phil admitted. “He planned for me to be his eyes and ears at the company this summer. He wanted someone without an agenda to keep him apprised because. Still, there was one last problem with your plan: you were squishy in a world filled with monsters. Luckily, you were one fruit away from solving that.You had heard plenty about devil fruits. Logia types turned the user into an element. This would allow you to survive nearly any attack. What could an assassin with a knife do if you could turn into flames at will? Even if you didn’t get a Logia, you were confident your survival skills would improve with any devil fruit, so you ate one.And the. I am thoroughly wet now. The cool air blowing gently against my lips, telling my brain how juicy and ready I am. How could I not be! I take the last of the oil and pour it on his member, which has been my target all along. My lustful gaze moved to his face. He looked back at me, telling me with his eyes, ‘I am yours, Kay! Do with me what you will!” I think to myself, ‘Damn right!’ as my hands inch toward their reward. I took him in my hands, slathering the oil all over his crown, his shaft,.