The sounds coming from his enjoyment made me almost queasy again as my mouth and tongue battled the foreign object that was showing me no mercy.”Oh…Oh…Oh fuck, you suck like a whore you little bitch,” he said with in the moment glee, but then added in a pant, “Oh wait, your master Ms. Indian sex He sucked me like a pro, better than Kristi ever could. He let go and then the finger returned rubbing a very cold liquid on me, lube I realized. As I approached it at now nearly ten at night, I saw the figure of a man standing on the porch. He simply gave me a creepy smile that I felt was following me out of the room when I suddenly remembered the secret word that I was
