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Zarejestrowany: | 23.06.2019r. |
Ost. logowanie: | 07.06.2020, 19:03 |
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Opis | I wish I could tell you that I had woken up to a blowjob, but that's a thing of fiction. We didn't wake up cuddling, she was on the other side of the bed, the left side. I was on the right side, I normally slept on the left, so sleeping on the right caused me to wake when the sun shined into my eyes. My stomach growled and I quietly got out of bed. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and snuck out to grab a bagel from across the street. While I waited, I thought about how crazy last night had been. My thoughts reverberated between how amazing it was and how worried I was that she would tell our college friends I licked other men's cum from her. There was the positive that it might improve my standing with the ladies, but it would definitely put my reputation at risk with most men. I got each of us an everything bagel with lox, lettuce, and tomato and went back to our apartment. I put the bagels into the fridge, tossed off my clothing, and snuck back into the bed. I thought about what I wanted to happen next and decided to see what I could do. I slide under the covers, she was on her side, her ass up. I could see her asshole staring at me. I moved my head forward and slide my tongue out into it. I moved gently and tried to arouse her until she woke. After a few dozen licks, she began to moan and pulled the covers up. "Haha, I wanted to wake you up by doing that. You beat me to it." She chuckled. She reached over and grabbed my cock. "You never came last night. Let's fix that." She leaned over and slid my member between her lips. She worked it with her tongue, wrapping it around my tip, quickly getting me excited. She shifted onto me and squatted over my cock, placing it between her legs and gently guided herself down onto me. "Is it dangerous for us to fuck? As roommates?" I asked. "Too late", she said, pushing her fingers into my mouth and impaling herself on me. She bounced up and down on me, her tits flying around, bouncing like kangaroos. After a few minutes of fucking, she asked me to move behind her, into doggy style. There my balls slapped against her clit. She was tight and she queefed as I fucked her. I found myself slapping her ass as we went at it. I slide the tip of my thumb into her ass and she moaned. She was loud, like she had been the night before with that group of other men. We kept at it, but I held back until she was about to cum. We finished at the same time, her muscles milking my splooge out into her. After I had filled her with my juices, she collapsed on the bed next to me, panting heavily. "I guess if we knew it would be like this, we could have saved some money and gotten a one bedroom." She winked at me. "Well, then, where would you host your gangbangs?" "Haha." She laughed." Okay. I need to use the bathroom." She jumped out of the bed and walked all ten paces to the bathroom. "Wait, I haven't licked you clean yet." I said, quickly following her. She tried to keep her legs together, but I quickly pulled them apart. I watched a drop of cum fall into the water and decided to let any more go to waste. I thrust my head between her legs and began to lick. She moan and pushed her back into the toilet, and tried to push my face away with her hands. "I have to go so bad. Can you do it after?" She asked. The piss would wash away the cum, so I shook my head as I licked and placed my hands around her back to keep myself close to her. "If you keep going, I won't be able to control myself." Did she mean she'd piss on my face? That sounded hot. I kept licking and then suddenly, I heard a fart. I mean, I thought it was a fart. Her pussy had not vibrated like she had queefed. "Guess you really don't want to move." She said and she pulled forwards slightly towards the center of the bowl. The smell hit me immediately. She was taking a dump. I'd watched lots of scat porn, but this was different. I immediately got hard again. I rarely got hard again so fast. I tried to hide it and I kept licking. I didn't want her to think I was totally fucked up. She moaned as she let it slide out. I could tell it was big and thick. Like the black mamba of turds. Very long, it glided into the water, looking for its new home now that it had been birthed to the world. Heaving breathing and her pushing her twat against my lips told me she was close to cumming. I moved my tongue to her clit and spun circles on it. She placed her hands on my shoulders as she ground her cunt against my face. Within a few moments, she squirted on my face. She looked down at me and said, "That was wild. I could get used to that." She moved her hand over to the toilet paper dispenser and found that there was nothing but cardboard in her fingers. "Oh shit, we're out. Do you mind grabbing me a fresh roll?" I looked up at her and gave her a kiss, making her taste the squirt-piss combination that covered my lips and I left to grab a roll. From the kitchen, I shouted, "We're out. We've got none." I returned to the bathroom to see her sitting on the throne, panting, catching her breath. "Okay, I'll just take a shower." She said and she leaned back to flush the toilet. Nothing. "Huh." She said. I walked over to the shower to turn on the water. A few drips of brown water. The system was off. "Hmm. Okay." She said and she walked to her room and grabbed a white t-shirt and wiped her ass with it. There was an obvious brown shit smear on it. She tossed it onto the floor of her room.. I watched it fall and thought how nice it would have been if I had gotten to lick her clean. With no shower and no water to brush my teeth, I had better not before going to the office. I quickly aimed my gaze back up at her and put away from my darkest fantasies. "I really hope they fix the water soon. I know you were supposed to be out of town, so I kinda planned a girls night of wine and food here. Would be pretty bad if that was still floating there when they came over." She pointed to her digested dinner, floating in a sea of yellow in our grey and white bathroom. Camjke.com "At least there isn't cum in there too. That would really raise some questions." I pointed out. "Haha, yeah. I guess I'll go to the gym, shower there." "I'm heading to work." I said. "But I'll be back later, hopefully after the girls leave. I don't want to interfere with your bonding time." "Oh no worries. It's low pressure. It's not like last night. Just some friends, wine. Maybe some cheese and prosciutto." She said.rottenhayato.com I threw on some clothing and grabbed a citi-bike and left for the office. The entire time, my mind was occupied by what had transpired. It made for slow, inefficient work. I finally wrapped up around 10:00PM and jumped on a bike and headed back up to our apartment. ———————————When I opened the door, I was in for another surprise. A different surprise than the one from the night before. Tonight, they were all sitting around, four of them. Joanna, a short chinese girl with small breasts and a facial mole, sat on the couch, holding a glass of red wine by the bowl. She was wearing a light colored top and had her legs angled to the side under her. Britt, a korean girl with incredible tits, sat at our small table, eating a piece of bread with cheese spread on it. Kat sat on the other side of the table, fingering a glass of wine by the stem and Nita, an Indian girl sat other other side of the couch from Joanna. A chorus of His echoed at me and then please for me to join them. I took a glass from the kitchen and placed it on the table. Kat and I had been ordering wine together, they had already plowed through a few bottles and were drinking an Oregon Pinot. I filled up my glass and asked. https://rottenhayato.com/ja/category/31/不貞の妻を持った夫/popular/1/ |
Treść komentarza: | Taking a sip of the brown liquor, what they didn't know was that Rob had been looking for a new job. A job that would take him far away from this city, this state, and his family along with her. Yet with the economy as it was, jobs were hard to come by and with the field he worked in equally hard. Sure he could sell about anything, yet his years were in robotics and how many of those jobs ever came up? So, he had to wait, had to bide his time, then when the opportunity arose, and if the rate of compensation matched what he made, he would be gone leaving nothing in his wake to draw him back. https://assf***gif.com/category/interracial/ Rob was drying his face after he walked out of his bathroom. He knew couldn't drive he still felt the alcohol in his system, yet his head wasn't pounding any longer, so he took solace in that. Tossing his wet towel into the bathroom, he no longer used the master bedroom as it felt to... soiled, for lack of a better word, after what had happened, and he could only assume it had happened numerous other times. So the day after, in a fit of rage, not caring how expensive the mattress was, he had borrowed his friend's truck that, thankfully, had no connection to his family and drove out to a field. There he watched as the fire cleansed the taint upon his house as the ashes rose to the sky. So now it was used as a storage room. Although he still used the master bath otherwise it was just wasteful to allow all the money he had spent on the house to go to waste. Rob just didn't spend any amount of time in the room that was adjoining it. As he sat on the bed, he had bought after he had kicked Trisha out of his house, in his underwear, he pondered what he was going to do for the rest of the day. Obviously, it wasn't drinking since he had to work the next day. He needed to be at the top of his game so he could outshine his brother in sales. A wicked smile graced his lips as the blinking light on his phone caught his attention. |
Treść komentarza: | "Well..." Her cheeks heating at his words. Over the past year she had seen how Rob had drifted away from the family. He no longer came into the office, unless it was for the mandatory meetings and the clients that were scheduled to come in, instead he chose to work from home and email his reports to them. Their parents didn't seem to mind as long as his work didn't slip and it hasn't, and there have been no complaints from their clients, so she knew he was handling his work load just fine. Even if it seemed to her he no longer put in the hours he once did for their company. Janet couldn't speak on it since he always met his monthly quota. Still... she did miss her brother, missed hearing his laughter filling the office when she's had a hard day. Her kids, his nephew and niece, missed him too, especially since he didn't show up for Thanksgiving and Christmas like he has done since they all left the nest. "Don't you remember what day it is? Didn't Brad mail you an invitation?" https://analporngif.com/ "Oh, was that what it was?" Rob asked coldly, as he scratched his chin hearing his three-day stubble rustling as his nails moved through it as he sat up. "I tossed it in the fire." "Robbie," Janet sighed. "I get it okay, but..." "Uh-huh. Is that all? I'd rather go back to sleep now, thank you," Rob said, indifferently. |
Treść komentarza: | Rob laid face down on his couch. Jack Daniel's bottles lined the coffee table. Ever since he had gotten his marriage annulled Rob had been in a state of intoxication when he wasn't at work or had to drive somewhere. His life might have fallen into a dark pit of despair, but he wasn't an idiot. He would have thought some of his family would have been on his side when word got out. Not one, not a single damn one had his back. They all tried to get him to come around that Trisha and Brad were happy and that he should be happy for them. Yet they seemed to forget their happiness is what caused his destruction. But no, they chose them, and to his view of things they chose poorly. https://analsexgif.com Rob groaned from his hangover as someone pounded on his front door. His hand meandered around blindly as he sought something to throw at the door to tell whomever it was to leave him the f*** alone. Sighing as the falling bottles only made his pounding headache worse. Turning his head when he heard his front door opening. "It smells like a distillery in here," Janet -- his sister, who was two years older than he was -- said as she walked into his house. A house she had no right to enter without his say so, and he so didn't want any of them on his property. Her shawl pressed against the middle of her upper back as the nooks of her elbows held it in place as she held her keys and purse in her hand. "Jesus, Robbie, you aren't even dressed," Janet groaned as she stood at the left arm rest in her bridesmaid gown. "Why the f*** would I be?! It's my damn day off, and why the hell are you in my house?" Rob asked, trying to keep his voice down so not to aggravate his pounding head. Slyly glancing at her dress. Rob couldn't figure out why she was dressed so formally even if the dress was hideous. |