“Fuck!” I moaned as the boxer’s tongue slipped past me labia and shot into me. As desperate as I was to believe it was the former, I had a bad feeling it would be the latter. xnx All traces of the smile that had once curled his lips were now gone. He turned tail and walked off. I think it had something to do with the bounciness of my butt. “My associates will escort you home. I was wetter than ever before, tough I had no way of knowing if it was a result of the arousal that inhabited me or the slickness of my lover’s tongue. There was a brief moment of pain, then nothing. Moments later, the boxer hopped up and mounted me. I wanted to cry and draw pity from him, but the tears refused to come. “Go take a shower,” said one
