Before having that necessary drink, his eyes scanned the nearby vicinity carefully; stopping briefly at the semi-still LCD monitor. His paused, noticeably active feed, staring directly back at him. 'DON'T fuck us.' His narrowed eyes met themselves bleakly, his voice barely an audible growl. 'This WILL be the LAST. ONE.' He wasn't sure if he blowjob was talking about... or TO the game.... ...the devs... ...the people at home... Maybe himself. Certainly directed to at least a single entity of the bunch... ...or perhaps to each and every last one. He quickly lifted his big seemingly non-stop, quietly buzzing phone, flickering through his inbox for any relevant messages. Comments, DA HATAS, a question from Stan... 'Nothing from her..' He placed the phone back on it's charger, as his eyes continued to scour the room, searching for a certain object, a hint of respite, that lie just out of sight... “Ah.. yess..” ..Before finally landing on the item of interest. The container lie hidden meticulously out frame from the future audiences at home. Drifting his chair sideways an bisexual inch or so, nearly knocking over a miniature tabletop oddity (SHE had made for him,) he reached for and quickly snatched a small pill bottle from oral the counter-top beside his desk. The high-strung, suddenly anxious gamer glanced around the empty room reflexively as he screwed off the lid and popped a tiny purple pill from his stiff, equally purple hand into his aching mouth, before finally taking a crisp swig of the ice-chilled beverage beside him... ...and shclumping his leaden head into his interwoven, somehow-even-tighter fingers. 'It BETTER be the last goddamn one, or I swear blonde to fucking christ-' In between (AND during) the SLIGHTLY more sane audible narration of his damn-near fervent gameplay, it was as though his mind was both racing and speaking in CAPS all at once. The synapses of his mind seemed to sizzle and pop, while the cheery little tune ringing in his ears through his ELITE PRO (more like ELITE PRICE TAG) headphones assisted loyally as ever, in setting him aflame. He was excited, and that excited her. I came to know what they meant by show. How does he feel in there?” the sheriff said as I caught a glimpse of his naked, hairy, legs a couple feet from my blonde head. She tried to imagine what Jeff must've seen as he strolled closer. “Oh that’s a shame.” he said as he poured the tea, “How about I see if it would be ok for you to come here say oral a couple of evenings in the week and maybe all day on a Saturday. Andrea was bathing my face with a cold washcloth and Mary and mother were disagreeing about how important it was to bring my temperature down. Licking her lip with hot anticipation of this next part, the dastardly coffee-fetching drone pulled bisexual her panties to the side and let her engorging futa cock flop out from the front of her underwear to hang down between her legs. "So you're the big hero, then," a reporter said to Karl. I came about 6 times before we eventually got back to the hotel. Her hand moved fast up and down on her exposed pussy teasing her clit as it extended above her labia. Miles rolled me over and moved over to straddle my face and put his partly deflated dick to my mouth. It’s worse the second time, because I know how bad it’s going to be and anticipate it. “Then your sister gets to lick me clean!” Miss Daisy squealed. “It could be the same incentive.” You're the only agent left in this stinkin' town that will deal with me. I'm relying on you," Karl said. We had actually gone on a couple of dates, before she moved. “Stop. Max could feel their combined juices leaking on his thigh, but didn’t mind at all. I squirmed, wrapping my big legs around her bucking waist, drawing her blowjob towards me with every punishing insertion. Oh yes daddy.