He was dripping wet as he sat there in the broken streetlight, his straight hair almost fully plastered over his almond-like eyes. He looked into mine... as if the slipperly strands of hair covering his eyes were invisible, and i could almost feel our vision connect. He was nor more than 14 or 15, and certainly the most beautiful thing i've ever seen in my reality, on paper, or in the history of creation as i know it."Hey Chase...", he said in a cool perfect boy voice, as he tilted his head a. I walked back with Gillian and Karen, but, reluctantly, said I needed to return to Tranquillity. “Bastet won’t be happy with me anyway, but I do need to check on the boat as well.”The cat ignored me until bed-time. When I sat with my night-time beverage, biscuit, and a little packet of cat treats, she jumped up onto the seat next to me and stared at me until I offered her a fish-shaped, odorous miniature biscuit, which she delicately accepted, crunched, and waited for another. The seriousness. The cum splattered into the sink. There was at least a full glass of cum in there. “Oh, my fucking God!? That’s a lot of cum, man!?”, Dave bursted out, when he saw all the cum pour out into the sink. “Apparently we were both in need of a relief, huh!? Married or not, Im gonna buy one of those myself!”… Despite all that had happened the night before, I woke up all horny the next morning. I was actually leaking so much precum the sheets were wet. I was lying on my back, and I pulled the duvet. Stan was getting very tired of seeing that expression."Denise, this, this person isn't fit to wipe your shoes, yet you're virtually throwing yourself at him! Don't do it!" he told her. Tom's smirk faded, but it was replaced by anger. Out of the corner of his eye, Stan saw movement — a tall blonde in black was shifting to his side."You think you're good enough for her, do you? Well, if that's the case, stop interfering, like the lady said," Tom growled threateningly at him."Stan?" he heard from.