I could taste the blood. It was such a turn on! In hindsight I wish I had licked and sucked them clean. There is something so erotic about the taste o... blood. He stood in front of me as I was sitting, his cock pointing expectantly towards me. I leaned forward and took him in my mouth, sucking and stroking and licking. I couldn’t wait for it to be inside me!We sat and chatted for a while then he suggested a tour of the flat. He slid open the doors to the bedroom and I looked inside. The room was. . apologize... to me in front of everyone, now do you?" Cassie cooed."Oh, uh, yeah, I suppose not." Yes, you want to keep up that image, don't you?" Er... what image?" The image of the big... strong... powerful man that everyone thinks you are. You wouldn't want them seeing you apologize to a girl, now would you? That's just not right."Richie swallowed. He now knew exactly what the words "raging hard-on" meant. He just didn't understand why he could apply the words to himself now. Part of him. Charles hated Sundays and Thursdays more than the other five days as those were the only two days he had to spend far more time with Ivy. Lucky for him, none of his friends or his mom's friends ever saw him with those girls. If he had not sworn on his father's parents' graves, he would not have allowed himself to be subjected to this sort of treatment.Compared to what Ivy put him through, working at his mom's shop was far better. Stocking shelves up and serving customers seemed a lot more. For some reason I was in complete control of myself at this point and never got to the point of cumming. I love that. It wasn’t the same for my sister. At one point she grabbed the bed sheets and started to scream fuck me, fuck me, and fuck me as loud as she could. Neither one of us cared if anyone could hear us at this point. Ohhhhh god I’m cumming! Neetu said. Her body quivered and she moaned in delight. Out of breath I slowed and decided it was time for another position change. Neetu turned.