“That’s not something you hear every day from a dude.” I heard some jock comment to his partner as they walked past. I sighed and stared at May, who clearly was firing up some kind of rebuttal. “Come on, May.” I preemptively begged. “Don’t you want to be a good girl?” “I am a good girl.” She stubbornly and bitterly mumbled, looking to the floor. “Then please, just go find someone else or something.” I asked her. “It would mean a lot to me if you did.” black She slowly looked up from the floor to me with a twinkle in her eye. “I’m gonna go… I’m gonna go find someone else.” She told me happily. “That’s gr-” “I’m gonna make you jealous.” She continued, the smile turning mischievous. “I’m gonna make you crawl back to me. I’m gonna show all these guys what you’re missing.” Internally, I sighed. However, this was honestly my best bet if I wanted to get May out of my hair. “Wait.” I said with fake hesitancy. “I don’t want you with anyone but me.” May’s smile got bigger, then she immediately hid it. “Too bad, Adam.” She said, tossing back her hair. “I’m going to go fuck strip a bunch of guys. A whole bunch of them. I bet they’re better looking than you too. You don’t own me.” With that, she started strutting away, trying as best as she could to sway her hips without tripping tits over her drunken self. I smiled and leaned against the door, pleased with myself. That was one problem, sorted out. I didn’t really count on the door being as poorly closed as it was. Within seconds of me being off scot-free, the door opened behind me and I fell into what looked like a guest bedroom. Worse yet, from the looks of things, it turns out there was a couple in big here, judging by this random guy’s back going up and down on top of the bed – they were just being really quiet. “Woah!” The random guy exclaimed, covering the two of them up. “Looks like we got deepthroat a listener. Get the fuck out of here!” I was struggling mightily to wrap my brain around it all, and of course, evaluating my own feelings about what we'd done. Ooh, yes, yes, yes, squeeze your bowels around my dick.” I knew they were doing that for his tits benefit, since none of us really enjoyed doing a sixty-nine. Similar to the Huntress, they held a question – a challenge, perhaps, or even a taunt. black My end was near and she was working hard to get me there. "But," Steve interrupted. I was once in a while invited to double with them on dates, too. He dropped it deepthroat off of her and onto the floor. Janet groped a little and grasped my cock in her hand, her eyebrows raised up and she made a little ooh sound and started sliding her hand big up and down. Panic had overtaken Gabriel and he had begun to struggle against his restraints with a renewed vigor, even ignoring the fact that strip the restraints were now cutting into his wrists and ankles as he continued to try to break free.