...I awoke seeing Jen jerking my dick and sucking my head...She swallowed MY CUM and made me feel a sweet painful pleasure... PART 2 -----> After I gathered myself together, I looked at Jennifer straight in the eyes. Not knowing what to say or how to start, I sat up towards her, and faced her CUM dripping face. I could feel her warm breath upon my lips, and I could smell the stale CUM. I reached up my right hand gently pushing her black-reddish messy hair back away from her face. Jennifer is a beautiful girl. At 19, she has a body that any man would kill for. She had a smile that would melt your heart and remind you of an innocent tropical girl. Her tropical tan and smoldering exotic eyes hints a beauty worth the sacrifice to the gods of the natives. She had a mysterious way about her. The innocent image she posessed hides another woman. Behind the innocent fascade is a hungry passion of lust. She is a girl of few words, and rarely did she spoke to me. She is friendly, yet aloof. When I do get the chance to talk to her, she always ends our conversation quickly, yet sweetly. She was never rude to me, and on occasion caught her glaring at me sweetly. I ruled out the possibility that there would be something between us. She was my best friend's girl...I wanted her. I really did. "Jennifer...why?" I whispered to her, my throught harsh and dry from our night of ecstacy. "Shhhh..." she whispered, placing her finger on my lips. "I...did it for you...". She looked at me in the eyes, she had that look of hidden pain covere by a faint smile. I went closer and partly opened my mouth and kissed her on the lips. Her tongue probed in my mouth and mine into hers. I could still taste my fresh CUM in her mouth. I did not care. It was our wine of love. We kissed passionately and finally she pushed me back and slowly stood up from my bed. I sat there and watched her leave. She looked back a last time before exiting my room. From the faint light I could admire her shapely body. Her buttocks firm, her breasts rounded and tender. I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I wasn't able to go back to sleep. I pondered the thought of her with me. I wanted her back in my room. The desire was so strong that I was angry. |