Her kick could not have been better if she tried. The wayward towel is trapped behind a foot of the bed and the wall. Rather than taking the sensible ...oute of crawling over the bed to retrieve it, Liv just strains harder grumbling to herself about stupid inanimate objects. Because of her mutterings, she fails to hear Cronus nudge her door open with his enormous muzzle. She also doesn't hear him sniffing the air as he pads silently into her bedroom. In fact, she has no conception of his presence. I needed her, she said. Without her, I'd probably just veg out on the beach and miss all the good stuff.It was the first time since I met her that I had the drop on her. So I told her she couldn't go, you had to be a writer, it was out of the question. She said it was probably nothing but a collection of pot-bellied old men working out their frustrations by writing stories for the Internet. I said she was just jealous. She said she couldn't be bothered with such a collection of perverts. I said. “Take it!” he commanded. He thrust his hips forward, driving his cock back into my throat.I opened my throat and held my breath. I began to count, “One-one thousand, two-one thousand…” I made it to 68 before I gagged again, spit and goo running down my chin.“Fuck, that’s hot,” he moaned.After I gagged a second time, he pulled his cock out until just the head was on the tip of my tongue. He used short slow thrusts to fuck my mouth, using only the head of that thick dick.I eagerly gasped for. It seemed when I took the dominant roll it turned him on. I told him to go to the doctor and get Viagra that I needed a lot of sex and he needed to be ready whenever I needed servicing. I told him that he was going out with me tomorrow while I bought my entering clothes. The next morning our first stop the d**g Store I purchased a gross of condoms without spermicide. Then I told him to get me a bunch of douches. Next to the adult shop, I told him I wanted to start with G-Strings, I only wanted.