For some reason, my power animal was a centaur holding a crossbow. And while I'll spare you the psychobabble that went along with that, I connected i... to the fact that I enjoyed being the hero. I enjoyed helping. All I had to do is have confidence, believe in myself, and I can stroll in like the mighty centaur and save the damsel in distress whenever she needed.Needless to say, dude stopped punching me at some point. I opened my eyes (well, eye --- one of them was swollen shut) to see the. Her tongue rolled around my shaft.I immediately began spasming and inseminating her mouth. My hot cum fountained into her; down her throat, over her tongue, into the roof. She began choking and coughing. I remained suckling her dripping girl organ.I squirted line after line of sperm into her mouth. She eventually stopped coughing and began collecting a pool of it in her mouth with her throat closed. My penis was basking in a sauna heated by that little girl’s mouth swooshing my cum through. .i could yes iam not putting this on ''''ok cool here the tool get that left tire out''i tried and tried but coudnt get the tire out''dont pretend boy, go over there and wait like a girl , iam here to do the man you dont have to pretend''''iam not a girl i just cant do this its jammed hard''''then if you want e to do it you know what to do?''''really? you wont do it if i dont wait wearing this?''''you are right, im only helping girls who need my help''i was looking at him not joking at allhe. ”“Well, I’m going to get it now,” she said smiling. She got up and started reaching for my still hard but softening member. I turned and stuffed it back into my shorts.“My terms, not yours,” I said forcefully. “Now get dressed.”She started to awkwardly find her clothes with a puzzled look.“Look Justine, we are not going to do this tonight. You and I both needed some relief and we got it. Poor Grant thinks I’m fucking you right now, so maybe he gets his fantasy out of this too? We’ll take.