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The truth of how I felt about Beth was, she scared me. I am going to find so many bitches to take home with us for you to fuck. Like any cool chick, she smoked, drank, and swore a lot. Either I was much smarter than Beth, or she had sucked me in, showed me exactly what she wanted me to see, and now had me charted, categorized, and processed. Beth being a proper whore appreciated that in me, but she was the one who drove the car, if you know what I mean? It was the kind of place where the bartender was ten years clean from an opiates addiction but still kept in contact with all his shady connections.

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Tell him I am the best cock sucker you've ever had.”Feeling the mixture of assorted liquids in my stomach, I swallowed hard before answering, “She is pretty good.”Beth threw a pillow at me, “Pretty good? I’m the fucking best.”“She’s the fucking best,” I agreed.“I am sure she is,” Michael said crossing his arms and sarcastically sticking his nose in the air. End of story.”Beth’s groaned and slapped her hand on her lap. It’s like she’s inside my head, knowing exactly what I want.”A huge smile appeared on Beth’s face, before she drunkenly shoved Michael, “You hear that? I am not sure my drunk mind actually said what I wanted to, but this is what I tried to say. Like the things she says could make me stay hard watching a giant zit pop. She keeps her hand on my cock, pumping up and down, and this is when she says the nastiest things.”“Like what? Maybe this had been building up so long in her mind it made her more turned on than she had ever been in her entire life. Beth switched her attention to me, sitting up, licking her lips while her hand stroked Michael. She had never said anything like that to me, but that was the thing about Beth. That is my favorite part of kissing him.”Michael cradled the back of my head, and eased my lips down to his neck, before saying, “I love beards.

Her pouty lips made my drunk mind want to defend her. But no girl has ever been close to making me enjoy a hand job. My talents go beyond the handling of your man bits.”Looking at me, Michael gave encouragement, “Do tell.”“Yes. She rarely said the same thing twice, always looking for new ways to shock people. Unless Michael’s cock tasted like liquor and cigarettes I didn’t notice anything. But he had this long thick smooth cock, not a speck of hair on him, veins prominently streaking along his shaft. Bears or my favorite type of men.”Now kissing Michael’s neck, his sweet, crisp cologne filled my nose.

I saw her hand shooting across her glistening pussy.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw her kissing Michael.

Just keep licking your lips, and maybe, please – it would be so fucking hot – you don’t have to get any closer, but maybe wrap your hand around Michael’s cock.”Beth stopped talking for a moment.

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