Paul whispered to me “do you think about getting fucked?” “All the time” I huskily responded as I continued to worship him. “Do you want me ...o fuck you now?” Wait, what? Fuck me, here? Now? I don’t want to be fucked, I wanted to taste his cum. So, how do I respond? “If you want to, I am willing to give it a try.” What the fuck am I thinking??? Paul got up and pulled me onto the couch. I was on all fours with my knees on the couch and my forearms on the back of the couch with my ass wriggling.. All of the posters on my wall and all of the friends my parents want me to hang out with say the same thing.I guess it's pretty much fucking unanimous.Jesus loves me, even though I'm a fucking lesbian. Not because I'm a lesbian, mind you. The manual states it clearly, I've been told. He loves me despite my sinning ways. I guess that's the way it goes, though. Jesus loves a fucking project. He loves the sinners more than the rest because they have more to feel guilty about.He loves the sinners. ”“Yeah,” Mike said, smiling. “She’s really taken to her new position as my sex slave.”Jenny couldn’t handle her own horniness any longer, and began to bob up and down on Pat’s cock. She took most of the length in her mouth, not needing to deepthroat it quite yet. “Mmmmmmfh,” Jenny groaned as she felt Aaron pull her small thong to the side, and felt the tip of his cock against her pussy. She felt herself trying to back up, grinding against him, wanting - no needing - his cock in her.Pat grabbed. This initial taste of you sets a fire in my pussy. I need more! Looking up into your eyes, as my mouth parts, and I slowly open and wrap my lips around your shaft. Sucking you deep into my mouth before, I draw back and rest my tongue on your head. Then I slowly and teasingly move over it to swirl circles around your rim. I suck and flick my tongue against that sensitive spot around your rim and swirling it around creating a pool of spit in my mouth. I open my mouth a bit wider, and I slowly.