I pulled my cock out, aimed it at her begging face and shoot out loads of sticky cum on her forehead, nose but mostly on her amazing lips. From up her..., it looked like just a glob of white sticky stuff hanging on her face. "Mmm, you like that baby? I still remember seeing you coming to this neighborhood 15 years ago, you're just a tiny little kid. Look at you now! Learning to be adult," She said. I honestly didn't have anything to say as she used my dick to scoop up my cum on her face and put. It was only a couple of hours for me, so I started seriously considering driving to see her. It was getting late, so we said our goodbyes and logged off. I turned on some porn, but didn't last long. I came, imagining my slave pleasuring my hard cock. However, before I went to bed, my phone rang, and I saw this message, "My parents are going to be out of town this weekend, sir. Just letting you know " I didn't reply, but I started thinking about what we would do. It was already Thursday; there. ‘5:43 a.m.’ the green glow tells him, as if it was alive and taking to him. He sighs, and figures he can escape out before whoever wakes up. ‘Maybe I will get lucky and she won’t wake up?’ He thinks, knowing he got lucky. He recalls his recent ex-girlfriend, that he lovingly refers to as the ‘psycho cheating bitch whore slut’ and her new boyfriend coming to his birthday party, being held at his best friend, Veronica’s house. He thinks back to how he first met Veronica, and not his recent. ”“Does she still bother you,” she asked, drawing me out.“Nope,” I said. “As much as I’ve recovered from the losses I suffered, I still suffered them. I was miserable to the point of suicidal. Does that make things right? I dunno. Probably not. I think the best that can be said about it was that it threw some dirt over that particular grave. I put it to rest. I don’t even intend to visit her brother. I might call him at some point, but probably not. At this point, I don’t think it serves any.