She didn’t move. Like stab myself in the face with a pencil.”
This was a line I’d been working on for a while. “Jessica, what’s it like when your boyfriend shoots his little load?” I asked. She leaned forward to obey me, and as she did my cock ran along her stomach. I had friends, sure, and not everyone hated me. I held my hand against her collar bone to stop her. I looked down at my cock. Does he leave you unsatisfied?”
She nodded slightly. Miss super-confident mega-bitch had never even had an orgasm before. She tumbled backwards on to the floor, giving me a clear view of her pussy. My parents welcomed her as if she lived here. I felt nothing but distaste and disgust for her.
