. . I just want to . . . I just want to . . . I just want to sniff your butt. I couldnt believe I had actually said those wordssniff your buttnor coul... I believe how she rocked back and laughed toward the ceiling before returning her eyes to mine. You what?!? she laughed. You what? Say it! Say it again! Say it! There was no sense denying what I had said and she hadnt run away. I . . . I just want to . . . sniff your butt. Again she laughed heartily before looking at me. You want to sniff my. As we doing our homework later that day, Doogie once more made no mention of it. It was only as we were getting into bed that he asked me about the event that morning. Deciding that I simply couldn’t bullshit my way out of this, I confessed that I was gay and liked the taste of cum.Strangely, there was no overreaction from him at all about the news. He simply looked at me and nonchalantly asked, “But doesn’t cum taste better when it’s warm and fresh?”“Sure,” I answered.“Well, then maybe we can. At that point, I just couldn’t help myself.“I’ve had one banana this morning, I may as well have another,” I told him.My lips sunk over his knob. My hand squeezed his rod near the base with slight motion along his length. I had only started to sink my mouth on his cock when he grunted, filling my mouth with a huge jet of jism that shot to the back of my throat. I eagerly pushed forward onto his cock, pulled greedily on his exposed rod and allowed him to spurt into my mouth and down my throat.. His short, black hair and the stubble that covered his hard jaw were flecked with silver, giving him a distinguished look that Miriam found oddly sexy. As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, she noticed the five inch tent that he was pitching under the silk sheets. And dont go asking me to deal with that for you, I need to get dressed She told him sharply before turning back to her mirror. Whats on the agenda for today, darling? she asked. Oh the usual bollocks, meetings with various arseholes,.