His stuff began to shoot and I caught it all in the towel. “Oh Carly, that was great, really great.”I looked at the pool of his stuff. I thought...that it kind of looked like runny cake frosting. Maybe it did not taste bad…maybe even good. I stuck the tip of my index finger in the warm pool. I brought my finger up close to my face. I sniffed…it did not smell bad. I touched my finger to my tongue. “Yuck,” I said as I realized it had an unpleasant bitter taste. I looked up to Bobby and. Being intoxicated she was at first confused and then just started banging on the door. As Joe appeared he asked Lenora, “Hey Nora, is everything ok? Can I help you?"Nora slurred back to him, “Oh look who it is. I can’t find my fucking key,” and leaned against the door.Joe went over to the door and said, “Let me give it a try.” Joe moved Nora away from the door, and with his back to her, took her key out of his shorts without her seeing. She was totally out of it now anyway and swaying. She. The conversation was light and easy, mostly questions or comments about school or hobbies. Trisha made no mention of finding me in her son's bed. After we helped by washing the dishes, Evan walked me home. His mom had to work that night, and she'd said she needed her sleep.At my house, Dad and Mom were still at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and reading the paper.Dad said, "Hi honey," and kissed my cheek, turned to Evan and shook his hand. "Welcome. Coffee?"Evan said, "No thanks," and. "Open" I command, and as you open your mouth I ram my cock into your mouth. You gag at the force of it, but I keep forcing my cock deep into your throat. I take both my hands and forcefully pull your head back and forth, fucking your mouth. Your gagging is so strong, your throat convulsing on my cock. I am about to cum down your throat. You see the look on my face and bite down on my cock. "Ouch" I scream and pull my cock out of your mouth. I check it to see if it's bleeding and you quickly.