“I’ll write some letters when I get a few minutes, maybe next weekend.” There was a slight pause. “Oh, there’s no need to do that,” she c...imed. Her controlled and upbeat tone made it clear, once more, that something unpleasant was crouching ominously up her sleeve and was just about to pounce into the light of day. I wasn’t mistaken. “I’ve managed to arrange something for you already.” I half-choked on a mouthful of lukewarm filter coffee. “What?” I barked. It was somehow as though all of my. Whenever I went to his room to call him for dinner or cleaned his room. He had ensured that he came near me and while speaking his arms automatically wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to his body. He had brainwashed me to accept that holding me was his way of showing his dearness towards me. Before it was over my salwar or T-shirt. It was the day when we were lying on the bed and watching a movie on his laptop. I was lying down on my side and he was sitting behind me. Of course, in. “You’re not so bad yourself,”I have no idea how long she stayed in that position, the next thing I know is hearing that god-awful sound announcing the day has begun.Beep-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep. Beep-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep.I have to disentangle myself from her before I can shut the damn thing up.It is a struggle to push myself enough to get out of the nice warm bed, more of a struggle to push myself to leave the warm woman at my side. Her arm drapes over me again and I resist the. ”My eyes popped out along with the boys. She raised her palms and let the semen and cunt cum cocktail pour into her wickedly open mouth. She gulped it down her cum addicted throat. She let out the longest sigh of immense satisfaction and announced proudly, smacking her lips.“That’s got to be the best protein shake I have ever had. Ah, there is still some left.”She started licking her palms and fingers to wipe them clean, leaving not even a minuscule amount of cum cocktail on her hands. Somehow.