I collapsed on the floor. She then interrupted me. I fell on the floor crying beneath her feet. She rubbed her clit against my face and touched, slapped and scratched my ruptured testicles until she came again. She kneeled down. I guess I should describe how she’s changed after graduating high school. This will help.” she said. She kneeled down and started comforting me. I really wanted to taste her again. It still hurt a little while going back home. “I’ll let you lick me.” – she paused – “but in exchange you’ll give me your second testicle”. I replied with a no. She stops suddenly before I can reach. She slowly moves her hand down. I ate her out again and was put with my back to the wall. At hers, she made us some tea. She looked stunning without her jeans on. I was at a local university at that point, but still couldn’t quite forget her.
