“I…I…who are you? You’re not my boyfr…,” I stopped and wiped my hand across my mouth. “Who the fuck are you? Where’s my boyfriend?�...�“What are you fucking talking about?”I saw the man stand up and his limp cock appeared at the other side of the hole. The man unbutton his pants and pulled his cock in his pants and buttoned up. He pulled out his wallet and started to flip through it.I couldn’t help but think he was looking for money. Like I was a whore and he was going to pay me. I’m not a. It did not taste the same as when we kissed earlier with mine but more bitter and salty. I had to spit it out on the kitchen floor and only had a small abount to swallow so I would remember the taste. He cleaned up with a towell his cum and mine and threw it in the dirty clothes while I was getting my things together and pulling my pants back on. I was thinking of takeing the towel with me but instead left it. He seemed relly happy at what just went down and I knew I could trust him not to. More

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