Promise me! I want you to look me in the eyes and say 'Matt, I swear I won't ever swallow a potion that was largely untested and could have easily teen killed me again. Nothing is worth dying for." "Love is worth dying for, Matt. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for love. I saw your face when I said I loved Trevor. You looked like I shot missionary you. I thought for sure you'd say no to me. Instead you nearly killed yourself making an impossible potion in record time. You agreed to give me up and help me drug a stranger just so I would be happy. That kind of love is worth anything. Even destroying my house, and losing my mind." "Well, love is worth fighting for, too," I replied, kissing her deeply. It went to my heart to push her off me a second later, but if I hadn't, she'd have fucked me all over again. "I'm blowjob going to think up a way for you to keep your mind. Some sort cumshot of suppressant until I can doggy style find a real antidote. Until neither missionary one could take anymore and they flooded each other’s faces with nearly simultaneous climaxes. A trembling Kaveri stood her ground till Mala finished dabbing and as Mala handed her the towel, accepting it she moved out of her reach. I don’t even know if animals can talk, men can’t. Men don’t have minds like women, they are just emotions, needs, and lust.” What the hell was I thinking? You don’t love me because of who I am, but because it’s my soul that you stole a portion of.” So far as the whippings, you’ll be charged with conspiracy—one count for each time the whip touched his back. I began to instruct her, doggy style like I’ve taught so many hormone-filled cunts before. then it happened, for a split second her hand got tangled in my hair and it pulled on the back of my head just a little bit, just a little bit too much. I went inside and kicked my shoes off, blowjob noting the house’ ‘urban rich kid’ house smell. “That’s okay,” Emily replied, “Pull out before you cum unless you don’t want to.” There were only a handful of partiers out front and soon cumshot he found her sitting alone at the far end of the porch, face buried in her phone. She tasted sweet and salty, and was teen so very wet. God has changed us.