“Oh, GOD! I wanna drink a GALLON of FUCKING CUM!” you shout inside.Now you’re too sloppy with fuck milk to get fucked anymore.You’ve become a ...erk off target.You lie on your back in exhaustion and submission, your feet pulled up close and resting on their ridges, your knees spread wide, your toes pointed.You’re being a complete, shameless whore. Just the thought of it gives you another orgasm.They surround you twenty at a time, shooting load after load of slimy dick juice all over you.You’re. " OK," Sasha said feeling happy for her friend.They went out that night to a local Mexican restaurant for dinner andmargaritas. Sasha had a good time hanging out as just one of the girlsand felt like part of the group. Back home, Sasha was always sort of aloner, so it felt nice having people to spend time with. As the semesterwent on, Sasha became closer to the group of girls and even went to theirsorority parties and to football games when they performed. Jeff andKatie soon became a couple. For Christ’s sake, I’ve had a baby, and you’re not that big.”But I leant forward took a hold of him, his knob was shiny with pre-cum and as I ran my palm over the head to spread it around, it jerked and he flinched with the sensitivity of it. He moaned softly as I pulled him towards my slit and rubbed him through me from front to back. I’d never been wetter than this, so I thought the size shouldn’t be a problem, but as he pressed into me and I opened up to accept him, I did have a little. I ate it all, perched on a stool in the kitchen, catching up on all the gossip of the ranch."Anna only wishes the CIA had intelligence this good!" I thought."You're up early this morning?" Catherine thought when she sensed me."Good morning, Catherine. How is it you always seem to sense my thoughts?" I asked."I'm not really sure. But it gives me a good feeling when I hear them. I feel more connected to you, somehow," she replied."Are you up?" I asked her."Just getting started. I'm a little slow.