When he decided, over the summer, to get an apartment with his girlfriend Callie, I wanted to tear my hair. I wiped up my own cum, and then cleaned him up, although I took a little of his juice and rubbed it onto his lips (those lips I was so dying to taste) just because I felt like it. xx video Do you understand?”
I held my breath, but he was truly under. Paul’s handsome face, although pink from effort, was still as blankly entranced as before, emotionless as a mask. No, it wasn’t what you’re probably thinking. He looked over at me, but even though I was staring straight at him, matching him stroke for stroke, he showed no awareness of the fact. My roomie’s mind may have been as absent from the
