We didn’t bother getting dressed, we sat in the armchairs, sweaty and naked, sipping our drinks, looking each other up and down, and basking in the ...ftermath of a great fuck session. ‘I have never cum from anal sex alone, it was phenomenal.’, I told him. He laughed and said, ‘It wasn’t supposed to end like that. You owe me an ass fucking, you know.’ ‘I don’t think it’s gonna happen tonight.’, I replied. That said, he reached into his toiletry bag, pulled out a pill bottle, opened it, and. One of ourbest methods was to go to a ladies clothing store and "browse"for gifts for an imaginary girlfriend or relative. We often gota peek into the ladies change room. We also became connoisseursof ladies fashions and what we liked and didn't like. We werehaving a great time. After about a week, Paul pointed out that we had better poundthe pavement and get some work. Otherwise we'd be moving back toour parents homes in the suburb we spent our youth trying toescape. Paul pointed out that I'd. I felt bad that I couldn't talkto mine. I thought about it and realized that I couldn't remember ifJess and my mom ever talked like this either. "And the little shit?"He needed no name, like Voldemort.I smiled. "He hates me. He's doing a great job, which kills me, buthe hates me," I laughed."Good. I've seen his kind in my courtroom. You need to keep him inline. You're the boss." I don't want to seen as a bitch," I said."Oh god," she moaned. "You too? It is not being a bitch to. He smiled and jerked the other clip free of my nipple and I screamed, my entire body tingling with a perverse mixture of pain and pleasure. “Please! Please let me suck your cock! Oh fuck, I'm so damn horny!” “Let the slave down, David,” Laura said quietly. David obeyed, releasing both my hands and my feet. He stepped back while I fell to the floor, gasping, willing the feeling to return to my arms and legs. On your knees, you fucking sissy fagot,” David growled. “Suck my cock!” Struggling to my.