Steve merely gave her the same evil grin that he had given her before."Oh come on Steve!" she pleaded earnestly. "I need to know something! I need to ...now what to plan to wear if nothing else!" He did pause at that, thinking."To be honest with you honey, it really doesn't matter what you wear!" Oh that's a big fucking help!" she said exasperatedly. "So if I wear nothing but shorts and a tee-shirt it would be ok?" Works for me!" he teased."Prick!" Cunt!"They both laughed, the vulgarity of their. They had never let each other stay alone for a second. May be they were closer than BFF.Rohit was a dusky with sharp features and Jamil was fair and cute. They were the heartthrob of may pretty girls at college and neighborhood but it seems no girl could impress them easily. Other young men were jealous of them being so popular among women that there wasn’t any room for a new guy to step in.Rohit was a brainiac and Jamil was a Picasso. They both stick so close that some people suspicion them to. My mouth was wateringand I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth but fear was holding me back. Ifinally just went for it. I slowly slid off my chair and onto my kneesdirectly in front of him. His cock was now straight in front of me,throbbing with every heartbeat, tempting me to take it in my mouth. It wasso close to me, I could smell his clean skin and his cologne and expensivesuit pant. I look up to his face and see him looking down at me. I noticehow handsome he really is. I had never noticed. What a filthy bitch you are,” Max gripped Nikita’s neck with his thick hands and shoved his cock straight down her throat. “I know you were hoping to get your damp pussy fucked tonight, but I don’t think a cheap whore like you deserves that. Instead, I’m going to fuck your throat, and then your ass. Do you understand slut?” Nikita blinked up at him, but she couldn’t make any noise with the cock lodged in her throat. “I’ll take that as a yes. For a girl I met on the internet last week you sure.