” “I can’t put that dirty dick in my mouth David, it’s all covered in cum,” Chelsea whined in a pitiful snobbish tone. Garrett placed his ...ock in front of Chelsea’s lips. “Open that mouth of yours sweety.” Chelsea winced and turned her head. “Oh, so you want to be like that huh?” And with that Garrett grabbed Chelsea by the sides of her head, turned her towards him, and moved his cum-drenched cock all over the little Mexican girls face. She still refused to open her mouth though. “Slap her. ”Approximately 63 minutes later I found myself ringing the doorbell at Donna’s. She answered the door looking like a stunt double for Halle Berry in Catwoman. I was surprised to say the least. That leather almost looked painted on it was so tight against her frame, which was impeccable if I must say so myself. One would never guess she was in her late thirties the way her C-cup breast sat up firm upon her chest. Her long legs were tight and firm as if she hadn’t stopped running track almost 20. " Oh ... that. Does it bother you ... I mean ... does it bother you that I have a lot of money?" I'm not sure. I'm having trouble with the concept, I'll admit that."She was quiet for a while and I didn't know what she was thinking. Was she upset because I was uncertain? Was she miffed that I was worried about her wealth? I couldn't tell. Finally, she turned sideways to me, placing her hand on my cheek and looking directly into my eyes."Rick, there isn't a single thing I can do about being. I got so much free beer and the girls were looking fly. True, I didn’t manage to get a single one of those girls to go home with me, but I saw so much eye candy. I’m sure I’ll have a great wank later. Even with all the beer, my cock was rock hard.I was only two blocks away from the frat house when I needed to piss like a race horse. I was too far from my dorm to wait, but I knew I couldn’t go back to the party. I was just too drunk to get back inside. So fuck it, I’m just gonna piss against.