Not wanting to disappoint, I sucked hungrily as he rammed it deeper and deeper down my throat, only managing to get it half way. I struggled to take i..., but offered no resistance as he continued to force more and more of it in. I’d never be able to take it all it’s just too damn big I thought. Finally he pulled it right out and I gasped for air, messily dribbling saliva all down his dick. After id lapped it all back up they swapped again, this time instructing me to just suck the tips as I took. It was on the third floor, but if I was right about which apartment was hers, this would be perfect and give me a better look into her place. I went ahead and set up some light surveillance cameras to keep an eye on her place when my own eyes were busy.Then, believe it or not, I went to her work and applied for a job. I’m still not sure I was completely aware of my actions or just following instinct. But whatever the case, I soon had a part time job in maintenance. This gave me the freedom to. She often changed her behaviour to me, while I kept my identity: open, honest and fair.She publicly declared her everlasting love to me in a few long public poems at my wall.She followed it up by either neglect of my messages or playing her 'games', how unfair.She sometimes seems 'posessed' by the 'bad witch' she met in that lake. It's her 'wall'.How big the bad luck of losing her identidy here, a fortnight before her eighteenth.How big the bad luck she started a new one immediately, less. You move up to me grab the back of my hair and push your cock into my mouth and tell me to `clean it up`. I start to suck it and clean your cock, I make sure I lick up and down your shaft, I hold your balls as I lick them clean as well, I still taste my cum on them as well as yours and your piss.After I clean you, you stand me up and switch on the real shower, hot water spurts out and you start to clean me, soap in hand you laver me front and back, you make sure your grab or pinch or stroke all.