When I was finally respectable I decided to walk down the hall to the kitchen and finally get some breakfast. We only lived in a small flat but it was...perfect for just the two of us.I walked in and Kelly was sat at the table eating her breakfast so I walked over to the side and started making myself a coffee. Kelly was stunning she could be a model. She has luscious blonde hair that flowed down to the middle of her back and over her perfectly formed chest. She stood at a glorious 5'8". She was. She saw what I was doing and almost u*********sly - as though she was driven by instinct - enveloped me around her lips.She forced me against the car door, one hand on the shaft, the other fondling my testicles, gagging on my cock - it was exhilarating and addictive.I felt electricity course through my nerves and held her by her hair moving her to a rhythm quickly increasing pace. Her grasp on my balls tightened and she was beating me off with just ferocity and I was afraid she'd hurt me - all. I’d used the same app and showed her that her maintaining weight goal was an extra four hundred calories than she was currently sticking to.She continued. “You don’t know what it’s like. I don’t want to be the overly curvy Mexican girl. I just want to fit in. Why are you pushing this again, anyway?”I sighed. “I honestly want what’s best for you. You’re already super hot. But there is no reason why you need to be starving yourself.”“You're only saying that because I told you when I gain weight. It would require movement, though. Movement upwards. Maybe Tammy could just pour it into her mouth...OK, this was getting silly. With a loud groan, which to her ears was embarrassingly theatrical, Nona first pushed herself back into the bed, then forced her body upward. She sat up, stopping as she achieved a vertical sitting position."No, no, don't go ... drink would be good..." She shook her head, trying to wake. Her straight black hair continued the movement for an extra second, before.