Put it in me.” And he did. Gay sex He kept talking, but it didn’t bother me. I came downstairs to the smell of coffee and found Farkis making a batch in the kitchen.“Hey, thanks for the ride last night, but I thought you were taking me home. I came downstairs to the smell of coffee and found Farkis making a batch in the kitchen.“Hey, thanks for the ride last night, but I thought you were taking me home. It felt like he was trying to prove something to us. As my mind screamed for help, my mouth sucked greedily. You’ll wake up wanting to please me. Once I got to the men’s, I stared at myself in the mirror trying to talk some sense into myself. No no no, I’m not crawling to this fucker. I couldn’t imagine how I looked—like a fucked out slut covered in sweat and jizz. As I looked around, I couldn’t believe could afford a a home like this on the salary we make.Farkis grabbed my shoulders softly. I was his cocksucker, And that dreadful thought rang in my ears as I bobbed my head up and down his shaft. No clothes in sight. He was tall, built, and had good enough features for a guy.
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