Meanwhile Kiran had joined Sienna and was now sucking my balls while Sienna was deep-throating me like the slut she was. My wife and Christine had started making out next to us and were scissoring. I watched them while enjoying my blowjob, which took at least 20 minutes until I shot my load down Sienna's throat. Then I too fell asleep, exhausted from this amazing sex night. Half the drawers on the dresser hung open and empty, the bed was stripped doggystyle bare of its sheets, and the mattress sat askew atop the box-spring frame. The shelves beside the desk had been cum rummaged through, and what remained was cluttered in small piles here and there. In this disheveled, half-furnished room, a young man slumped in his computer chair with a vacant expression, chin resting on his knuckle. A break-in? That would’ve been messy. But a break-up can turn out to be so much messier. Brian had lived together with Chloe for two years, so coming home from his shift to find all of her things gone from their apartment had been a little jarring. If he were to be honest, their relationship tits had taken a rather sour turn for the past... well, quite some time, now. Her Women’s Studies course had opened her eyes to just how oppressed and victimized women really were, and she had thrown herself into the post-modern feminist revolution with ardent enthusiasm. Things had become difficult between them. ‘Strained’ may be too lenient a word for the frustrating struggle that terminated in... this. Brian’s brow furrowed and he rubbed his face slowly, trying to will himself to feel nothing at all oral about this turn of events. He was generally a good looking guy. Brian had wide shoulders and a trim waist—despite his geeky interests, he had neither the stereotypical geek goatee, nor a chubby paunch forming along his midsection. Jogging wasn’t his first hobby, but it was among them, and though a far cry from athletic he was in fair shape. His brown hair was downy-soft, and usually kept styled in a side-parted taper cut that looked professional—if a bit old-fashioned. His eyebrows were dark, his eyes a mottled shade of green that made him look intelligent and engaging... well, at least they did under more forgiving circumstances. Where exactly had everything gone wrong, then? He’d always tried his best to treat her nice and to make her happy. Somehow along the way, she’d begun to classify his actions into his gender role, into a gender culture. Being attracted to her meant he was objectifying her. Disagreeing with her was oppression. Hurting her feelings was tantamount to abuse, whether or not it was intentional. He could more easily picture Chloe for her frowns and crossed arms rather than her sweet smiles. For her cold Hardcore shoulder and her special coffee mug with the words “male tears” emblazoned across it. He kissed our daughter, her lithe body melting against his. She would certainly have not allowed this many men to violate her at one time, but she was oral dead, and had no say in the matter. I broke the kiss, listening to her whimper and mewl in delight. Kodlak Whitemane was dead. He would call her a girl if she wanted. I pushed gently. You’ll know it when doggystyle you find him. Was all Trent could get out. It was a Crème Brule that was to die for. We went upstairs and as soon as we got in our room I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. I got out of bed, and got dressed again. They were not about to let some pale-ass gringo disrespect Miguel or anyone else in their crew. "I know, I like it that way, now be quiet. Cupping her tit in my hand while giving it a firm squeeze, her nipple started poking my palm. She likes it when Ted gets kinky. “Yes, she did,” I said, smiling down at JoBeth. We danced our asses off. I didn’t answer right away. But if I were you, I'd go into the bathroom and rub my cunt until I exploded. Matt came to me, grabbed me by the thighs and buried his face between my ass Hardcore cheeks. Chapter Twenty-Seven As soon as I heard them start to go down the stairs to the front door, I opened the bathroom door and ran to my bedroom, slammed the cum door and locked it and threw myself on the bed. I was mesmerized by the tits, how beautiful they were, I wouldn’t mind playing with others, but he only wants to recruit women. He went down on my cock and he put me in his mouth, he sucked my cock clean, swallowing all of the drips that were still pumping from my cock. Sarah stretched and yawned and watched a little old Mexican man hobble up to Julie and hand her a key tits as he muttered something in Spanish. It rocked her forward when he began to thrust, Ursula pulled a pillow over so she could rest her head then said, "He's all the way in you, just try to relax Sweetie while he fucks you."