. well, kind of weird. Icouldn't help myself. I wanted to linger in that emotional state foreverbecause even if it was uncertain and confusing, it w...s still bliss.Ecstasy. You know, for the thing that might be, or even probably washappening.And none of that stopped me from having to go to school November 1st."Oh my god," my friend Sarah said when she first saw me that morning."Are... are you okay?"I had to admit I was walking a little funny. That had nothing to do withfalling in love or. What I like is to push some of his cum into my mouth, maybe using his cock, so I can taste him. And then what’s left I smear all over my face and let it dry there. I find it hot if, after talking a hot cum facial, to go out and walk around in a busy area where people can see me with dried cum all over face, hot, hot. hot. Its even better if the guy that left his cum on my face is walking with me and I lick my mustache to get another pleasant taste of his man seed as I give him a little sexy. “You like it.”“No, I don’t, I want you to stop!” you shouted, shoving me as hard as you could, struggling to sit up and get away. I grabbed you by the calves and yanked you back down against the mattress. “Please, I don’t like it. I don’t want this. I just want you to leave me alone.”Reaching between your thighs, I slipped my finger between your labia. They were wet with arousal, and I grinned at the silky sensation of your damp pussy. “Then why are you wet?”“I-I-I don’t know,” you cried, your. I hear the gravel rumble from a distant. What if it was just a service truck passing through, I would have to wait longer and maybe a second one and wait even longer.But I'm going to stay until I get what I came for.To my surprise it was a pick-up truck and who ever was in there must have noticed me because he flashed his brake lights and drove off slowly.I was being cruised for the first time that day. I waited for him to go further and turn around which of course.