15am maybe he's gone for a piss i think so lay back down and wait for him thinking maybe as he's awake i can get him to fuck me :)10 minutes later sti...l no davei get up and go looking for him and hear voices from the dining room so i stop to listen WTF is he doing this is what i hear'keep jerking it good boy keep at it faster faster stop , now tell me you are a cum eating whore''i'm a cum eating whore mistress' thats dave'rub your fingers over the head of your cock get them coated in pre-cum. This is 100% true. A few years ago, when I was only 14, I was in my room playing videogames. It was Thanksgiving day at around 10 in the morning. My grandparents had just gotten to my house, I shared my greetings, then went back upstairs to my room while they talked about who knows what. About a half hour later, my aunt arrived with my cousin. Erica (My cousin) was and still is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Shes about 5 foot 7, a few inches shorter than me. She has dark blonde hair,. Touch. All my senses begin to rouse themselves from slumber. A dark, massive cave. Water dripping from the ceiling and the crinkle of dead leaves and grass underneath me. A sickly-sweet stench, like the birth of a lamb in the dead of night. The metallic taste of iron in my mouth, blood. And lastly, the delicate touch of eggshells underneath my naked back. “Eggshells? Did I land on an egg?” No. To my left is the empty husk of some massive egg beyond anything I have seen, the shredded remains of. It was more where it might lead in the future that was the thing to be rightly afraid of.Neil came home at his usual time, around 7 p.m.. After all that had happened this weekend, there was a strange awkwardness between us. It hadn’t been there when we’d been together Friday through Sunday at Jason’s condo. I guess the whole experience and situation was so overwhelmingly erotic and new that it had blotted out any awkwardness (I was too busy making out and being screwed by a new African.