.. can... can I... can I cum on your face?" he asked sheepishly. His mother's face broke into a wide smile. "I'd love it." With trembling hand, Chris ...egan to stroke his penis again, aiming it at his mother's excited face. It didn't take long before he felt his climax nearing. "Oh God, here it comes," he gasped. He squeezed the base of his penis tight, holding back the inevitable explosion as long as he could. When he let go, his juice flew from his penis and across his mother's face. The first. ’ ‘That’s a good pickup line. Ask a girl what’s a good pickup line,’ she said, pointing a finger at me for emphasis. She had a way of tilting her head when spoke that was positively endearing. It made the shimmer on her silky black hair undulate. She had obviously had a few drinks. I moved next to her. ‘You’re Indian. What are you doing here?’ ‘No,’ she said, turning on her stool to face, ‘that’s not a good line. What you mean is what’s a nice Indian girl doing in a dingy bar in the middle of. “Heads up! We’ve got company!” Emalia called out as they passed the three-hundred-meter mark.“I see them!” Jason roared as the screaming children charged at them.A small group of about four of them leaped out of the dank foliage to drive their clawed hands into the Druid. Jason was ready for them and unleashed a small ball of exploding fire at them. The ball detonated much like an explosive would, bathing all four of them in flames. They squealed and clawed at themselves, trying desperately to. OK?"Jane was angry, and I was sorry. It was silly of me to leave the phonesunattended, and on my first day. I told Jane I would remember to let herknow in future before I left my desk for the bathroom.That afternoon I concentrated so hard I getting everything right. I wasexhausted at the end of the day. I was also running late for the bus. Iquickly poked my head around the door of the office and told Jane I wasleaving. We said our polite goodbyes and I dashed out of the door. Imade it to the.