No drama. No strings. No commitments (I'M not interested any)! Just SEX! After I've worked Pete's cock over nice and good, and after he's unloaded a H...GE quantity of cum (along with the emotional frustration leading up to that), he thanks me (not needed, but it is nice that he does so anyway), and then he leaves; and I probably won't hear from him again for a month, or even longer---but eventually, as with so many of the other guys I suck-off, he'll be back!I think of what I do for Pete (and. “Yeah,” I replied, “You know, you really should close your bedroom door before . . .” I caught myself mid-sentence and stopped. “You are a pervert!” Dannye exclaimed. “I can’t believe you would spy on me like that!” “I wasn’t spying,” I argued back. “You left your door open.” “You pervert!” “I might be a pervert, but who is the bigger pervert? Me for spying or you for leaving the door open?” I shot back. “I can’t believe you would spy on me like that!” Dannye argued. I didn’t have a response.. I hated his guts. He was not like the other men who courted me. He thought he was handsome and that he was God’s given gift to mankind.That was my first impression of him.He courted my mother so he could date me. My mother in return kept pushing me to give him a chance. I hated being nagged to do things I didn’t like to do. So to keep my mother off of my back I agreed to give him the chance to get to know him.He was already waiting at the school gate when I got there. He gave me a shy smile,. I started to get a little hit in the car and took of my cardigan and my top rose up with above my boobs and I felt a cool chill on them but they were protected by my bra. In my effort to pull my tight top down over my boobs my stomach had a cool chill as my mum opened the window. my belly button bar jewel glistened as the sun burst through the window as I covered myself up my twin brother who looks nothing like me had bright red cheeks and laid a coat over his lap. His brown stylish hair blew.