much! But I want more.” His head shook from one side to the other with indecision. “It’s gonna come outta me. Are you sure you want it there?”
She nodded and extended her tongue, greeting his tip each time it pushed past the tops of her tits.
Licking the slit was easy, since he was well endowed. He was leaking quite a bit, too.
It all would be so amazing, if she wasn’t being so blatantly disgusting. A few tears spilled down her cheeks as she watched him climb toward his climax. What if she never saw this from him again? What if this was it, and she truly did scare him away for good? Or what if his family finally put a stop to their relationship?
It would be for his own good, so she kept giving him what he needed to get there.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck my titties real hard. Don’t hold back. Let your come cover me like a good little slut.”
“Ahhhhhh! I love you!” he grunted—the tendons on his neck bulging as he tried to fight for control. “Oh my God, I . . . Can you watch me spurt on you? I mean, are you . . .” His neck tipped back, and he went incoherent. There were no screams coming from him, but he was more out of control than she thought he’d be.
When she usually touched him with her hand down there, it took a lot longer to get him to this stage.
He muttered a few numbers in response when she licked his tip once more. His hips pitched forward, and it was all over with his loud feral hiss.
He spurted all over her neck, her chin, hit one of her eyebrows and even caught a portion of her hair by her left temple.
Perfect. None of it would go to waste.
Her instincts were to rub it in or wash it off. She did neither.
She let go of him before he was ready, and a stuttered whine tumbled out of him as his torso spasmed and he recoiled a little due to sensitivity.
A moment later, he looked down at himself hanging out, and with a drugged-up smile springing up on his face, he said, “You . . . You got me off real good with your breasts. Like Rory and the others. I’ve had what they did.” He sighed, and his shoulders hit the wall like he might skid his way to the floor.
“It’s not a good thing,” she cried. “Why can’t you see that? None of it’s good, Adam. And if you stay with me, people will continue to harass and torment you all the time. You don’t deserve that. No one does.”
He backed away from her, his left shoulder skimming the wall as he went. With a grimace, he tucked himself away and went to wash his hands and probably check to make sure he didn’t get any bodily fluids on his pants.
“No, you don’t get it. You’re going to own what it means to be around me.” She unlocked the door, yanked him by the hand out after him.
“But I—it’s all over you!”
“You’re gonna walk next to me while they all stare at us. I know you don’t like it when people stare at you this way, but you’ve gotta see it’s only worse when you’re with me. No more lying and pretending I’m good. I especially want your family to see us so they’ll protect you from me. They’ll know what we did, and they’ll tell your dad.”
He blinked, and his mouth moved, but no words came out.
His legs buckled, and he wouldn’t move.
He stood there shaking. Her hand was held out for him, but then she dropped it. His refusal for them to face his family and let things end was the final breaking point for her.
Fine. She’d face it alone. One last moment with him first, though.
“Look at me,” she said, her hands falling lax to her side. “You want to be with someone that drags you down? Let’s show everyone what I do to you. What a worthless creature I am!”
She looked behind her. Kendra and Tara were gone, his siblings talking to the manager at the front of the establishment.
She turned back to Adam. He went rigid, and his legs pushed him up to his full height. Out of nowhere he started shouting numbers.
This time, instead of curling into a ball like she’d seen him do in the
She nodded and extended her tongue, greeting his tip each time it pushed past the tops of her tits.
Licking the slit was easy, since he was well endowed. He was leaking quite a bit, too.
It all would be so amazing, if she wasn’t being so blatantly disgusting. A few tears spilled down her cheeks as she watched him climb toward his climax. What if she never saw this from him again? What if this was it, and she truly did scare him away for good? Or what if his family finally put a stop to their relationship?
It would be for his own good, so she kept giving him what he needed to get there.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck my titties real hard. Don’t hold back. Let your come cover me like a good little slut.”
“Ahhhhhh! I love you!” he grunted—the tendons on his neck bulging as he tried to fight for control. “Oh my God, I . . . Can you watch me spurt on you? I mean, are you . . .” His neck tipped back, and he went incoherent. There were no screams coming from him, but he was more out of control than she thought he’d be.
When she usually touched him with her hand down there, it took a lot longer to get him to this stage.
He muttered a few numbers in response when she licked his tip once more. His hips pitched forward, and it was all over with his loud feral hiss.
He spurted all over her neck, her chin, hit one of her eyebrows and even caught a portion of her hair by her left temple.
Perfect. None of it would go to waste.
Her instincts were to rub it in or wash it off. She did neither.
She let go of him before he was ready, and a stuttered whine tumbled out of him as his torso spasmed and he recoiled a little due to sensitivity.
A moment later, he looked down at himself hanging out, and with a drugged-up smile springing up on his face, he said, “You . . . You got me off real good with your breasts. Like Rory and the others. I’ve had what they did.” He sighed, and his shoulders hit the wall like he might skid his way to the floor.
“It’s not a good thing,” she cried. “Why can’t you see that? None of it’s good, Adam. And if you stay with me, people will continue to harass and torment you all the time. You don’t deserve that. No one does.”
He backed away from her, his left shoulder skimming the wall as he went. With a grimace, he tucked himself away and went to wash his hands and probably check to make sure he didn’t get any bodily fluids on his pants.
“No, you don’t get it. You’re going to own what it means to be around me.” She unlocked the door, yanked him by the hand out after him.
“But I—it’s all over you!”
“You’re gonna walk next to me while they all stare at us. I know you don’t like it when people stare at you this way, but you’ve gotta see it’s only worse when you’re with me. No more lying and pretending I’m good. I especially want your family to see us so they’ll protect you from me. They’ll know what we did, and they’ll tell your dad.”
He blinked, and his mouth moved, but no words came out.
His legs buckled, and he wouldn’t move.
He stood there shaking. Her hand was held out for him, but then she dropped it. His refusal for them to face his family and let things end was the final breaking point for her.
Fine. She’d face it alone. One last moment with him first, though.
“Look at me,” she said, her hands falling lax to her side. “You want to be with someone that drags you down? Let’s show everyone what I do to you. What a worthless creature I am!”
She looked behind her. Kendra and Tara were gone, his siblings talking to the manager at the front of the establishment.
She turned back to Adam. He went rigid, and his legs pushed him up to his full height. Out of nowhere he started shouting numbers.
This time, instead of curling into a ball like she’d seen him do in the
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