Nothing has compared to the eagerness she applied to sucking my cock. I mean this girl could suck. Never once did her teeth show through. I thought to...myself, ‘If she gets it down her throat, I will have to marry her.’ Gina started to push against the head of my cock with the back of her throat. She would push and hold it there for a couple of seconds and pull away. As she was doing this, I kept thinking about her throat muscles relaxing. I realized that every time I was thinking about her. Actions may have been suppressed, but whatever was in my eyes must not have been. She gasped. “I want to hurt you,” I said. The tone of my voice changed somewhere as the animal crept forward, wanting to run wild and take her. “Hurt me.” “I want to spank you,” I continued.“Spank me!” I ran my tongue along her outer lips, making a full, gentle circle all the way around. She moaned, but held herself still. Good girl. “I want to bite you.” “Yes! Bite me more!” I nibbled lightly on her outer folds,. “Kiss my cock,” I ordered, thrusting the bulge in my pants to her mouth. She greedily kissed my cock through my pants. Her lips parted and her tongue pressed hard against the head. I grunted and brought the belt down across her ass. The smacking sound of leather on flesh filled her bedroom. It echoed in my ears like a symphony. I struck her ass again, very hard. The sound was a higher pitch than the last. I knew I had broken skin. Her legs clamped together and her hips shot off the mattress.. Saying, thinking, knowing, ‘my home’ wasn’t getting old, and I hoped it never would.“Where’re the girls?”“Your girlfriends are here? Together? They know about each other?” Hank shook his head.“I told you about my brother and his girlfriends,” Doug laughed. “Also, take me somewhere with liquor glasses.”“He told me you were dating three girls, that they were hot, and that one of them plays Mercutio in Shakespeare in The Park, or whatever it’s called,” Hank explained. “He didn’t say they knew.