My nose nestled in his balls and I could smell his virility while he thrust into me. I became aware that he was walking around the room, rotating me f...r the camera no doubt. One hand moved from my back to my head and the other went to his dick, letting most of my weight collapse to the ground. I groaned as he jerked off his cock above me, knowing he was about to cum. When his hips jerked and his hand stopped at the base of his shaft, the white cum started pouring out of his cock. It didnt so. This wasn’t uncommon because we often had looked at playboy’s together and watched Cinemax. I picked one up and started to look at it. While I was downstairs, my friend was upstairs taking care of some last minute chores so just incase his mom came home early from work. When he finally came down the stairs, I was already stroking my boner through my pants and frantically straightened up when he walked through the door. He asked me, “what are you doing”, and I said, “nothing”. He must have. No dust was stirred, no noise was made, nothing touched or rattled. They were slow-moving, silent ghosts.A brief radio tone signaled to Michael and Buzz that the Rangers were in position and waiting. Two short answering tones acknowledged, and the Gitmo prison compound went dark in an arcing shower of short-circuited and over-loaded electrical systems. Power transformers exploded with roaring, blinding flashes. Dozens of stun grenades flashed and sweeping, blinking stun pistol discharges flared. So tell me what exactly are you thinking about anyhow. Just at that moment I said I'm thinking about you kissing me so passionatly with your soft lips, while slowly caressing my firm breasts and slowly sliding your hand down into my pants. Making me gasp as you reach your juicy pussy. He said yes and then I'd be kissing on your neck and whispering how much I've missed you and how much I can't wait to slowly slide my cock deep inside of your wet pussy. I want to see just how much you have missed.