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  • Alan would go left when a street sign said, ‘right turn only’ and of course, Alan would get caught and get a ticket for his lack of listening. By now, you’re probably wondering if Alan and I were friends from elementary school, how did I just come into the picture between high school graduation and the first year of college? Well, it’s a bit complicated, but let me try to simplify the story as much as possible. Even though Alan and I were friends, Alan only had me, Davis Jones, and Roger Smithers as people he could call his friends. I would be social with him, occasionally have lunch with him, and of course, try to help him to not get caught all the time. But, of course, as I said before Alan always got caught. It wasn’t until Davis moved away when his Father chased a job out of state and Roger’s parents were killed in a horrific traffic accident that forced him to go live with his Grandmother in another state. That left me, the last of Alan’s friends. Between Homecoming and Senior Prom, my involvement with Alan went from occasionally having lunch to him to riding with me to school, changing his class schedule to match as much of mine as he could get, and sitting with me every day at lunch. Alan’s Mother came and picked us up from school daily. His Mother would take me home and drop me off. Alan always asked if he could come over and that we could do homework together. At first, I tried to sidestep the homework, but after many pushes from my Mother, I finally relented. I didn’t really understand why my Mother wanted me to hang out with Alan, but she seemed to be relatively happy seeing Alan and I cumshot hanging out together. Of course, Dad and Mom were fighting like cats and dogs and the inevitable ending to their marriage was close at hand. Oddly, one afternoon in late March, my Mother told me to take the car and head across town to this small market to get ‘fresh tuna steaks’ that were on sale for some dramatically discounted price hardcore for anyone who would buy 10 pounds or more. Mom stuffed money in my hand and told me to get over there as quickly as possible since the price was so good, she didn’t want to miss the sale. I took the car and drove across town, nearly 25 miles one way, stop light to stop light. There was no quick way to get there on a busy Thursday afternoon after school right at the beginning of rush hour. While I was sitting at a traffic light, my cell phone buzzed. It was asses from Alan. “Hey there Alan, what’s going on?” I asked. “I’m here at your house and your Mom says she sent you on an errand, when do you think you’ll be back?” He asked me. Make sure I don't drop any crumbs." She turned and as I looked down at her, she smiled and leaned up on her tippy toes, kissing me. “Oh my god,” I thought, as we continued to look at each other, we kissed again. It was a typical band camp, we had a new aspect to this years pit. For one of his latest degradations of me Tony and his brother Mick sent me to 2 of Mick’s workmates (single and living on their own) who I’d never met and they didn’t know that I’m was going, dressed as French maid (minus the knickers), to do their cleaning. “Mom, I know you think that this party was for these guys.” I looked around the room meet a bunch of smiling faces. it was the first time I had ever really kissed anybody, you know, like that. When the weather isn’t good he takes me to a leisure centre in a nearby city to swim, play squash or badminton. I helped her to sit on my lap and she playfully toyed with my cock while kissing me. “I could play like this all day I love your cock.” “Do you want to get cumshot your dick wet in my pussy?” I pulled out my finger, showing off the glistening cream. I knew she was actually eighteen like my sister and me, the youngest member of Clint's harem. Who else could possibly hope to tame such a wild beauty for himself except a great Hutt like me? This girl will be the crown jewel of my harem for years to come.” Murph hated going to Central Command for anything, let alone to make the request he's asses making today. Moving them wasn't that difficult, just laborious. I don't know what to hope for. Beth started the car, but first she reached down and scooped up her drippings from her legs and cunt. I pulled out a tube of lubricant and handed it to Emma. Tell me again what you are going to do so that we can get started," he asked with that same shit-faced grin on his face. She wasted no time crawling between my legs. And I could clearly see that the rear portion of her orgasmic pussy was rhythmically pulsating like crazy, and causing her to repeatedly squirt all over the bed sheets. "Dirty girl," Jack said. I came, squirted more of my love juices onto him and he shot another big load of his seed into my used up pussy. It wreathes around you and you know it not, a lodestone that draws evil unto you.” Salarin must have mollified my owner as well, because Klink seemed pacified on his return, and although he glowered at Alexa’s farewell jibes, there was no sign of the violence he unleashed on me being dispensed for a second time. “Jacob, Darling,” she patted my cheek, “You really are a cum slut, aren’t you.” It took hardcore me a liter of rye to get saucy at Prestira’s bar, and I’ve been training my liver ever since.