Hey, I'm twenty years old, okay, and not interested in buying china together. I just wanna' obey my genetic imperative man... a healthy male specimen...at twenty is a****l-driven by mother nature to spread around the baby batter and she doesn't give a fuck if this a****l's imperative is to coat the inside of some dudes guts with his sperm. Oh, damn. I shouldn't have thought about that word -- sperm. Just hearing that word spoken while fucking has triggered my loss of control, jizzing most. Who knows how many slutty college girls he had been with by this point, but the fact that he was on my couch and wanted me made me feel like the sexiest girl in the world.I sat up, slid off my shirt, and stood up to look at him. "Let's go to my room," I said. I'd like to think I sounded confident and suggestive, but really, I was afraid of Kevin coming home and finding us.He followed me to my room, shut the door behind him, and instantly grab my waist. Pulling me tight to him, he started. She lay looking up at the ceiling, “I packed his case, and have ordered all his paperwork in his travel bag, and he has the contact numbers of the people he’s staying with when he gets there.” She was sure she had done everything. A vision of Travis’s face with those deep burning eyes flash into her head, but she quickly pushes it away, trying to busy her mind with other things. “That ceiling needs repainting, it hasn’t been done for a while,” she thinks and makes a mental note on her things. Melanie gave him a gentlegrin."Who said you did anything, I think I went out to celebrate my boss'biggest contract and then I seduced him, and the bartender. I was onfire last night!" Melanie giggled. "I had fun last night, I don?t knowwhat?s all going on, but you let your guard down and didn?t have to bethe big macho douchebro for a night and great things happened. I don?tknow what your plans are but this new you is a big improvement. Now geton home and get cleaned up. I?m sure we?ll talk more.