Here.” She readied the blunt and gestured to him. “Like this. Think about taking a slow, deep breath. Don’t stop until you actually feel it enter your lungs. You should also get a little bit fuck of normal air to mix with the smoke.” True to her words, she took a long, slow inhale, held it in for a bit, then released it. “Like that. Okay?” “Don’t fucking call me a square.” Phil said with a little more hostility than he intended as he took the blunt, and tried again. He knew the next criticism was going to be the whole coughing thing, and he already got that out of the way with his brother - he focused on taking a small hit, nothing more than he could handle, all the while making it look like he was taking a much bigger hit. It wouldn’t have hurt to impress, right? Olivia was certainly right - it felt a lot better. The second Phil exhaled he felt his whole world light up a little bit more. Those little black spots of stars clouded his vision - the india kind he was used to seeing right hard before he passed out as a kid. Will you kiss them too?" Miss Johnson’s breasts will be whipped ten times with the lightest whip. “MMMMMMM, DADDY!” “Oh calm down, you know she'll buy you another one.” The head of my cock, the shaft of my cock, my balls, my sack, my taint, my asshole; the list goes on. “The cops are on their way, they have informed us that you may be the pee bandit the news was talking about, if that's true your in a whole world of trouble,” said the guard as fuck he turned on hard a light, walked into the room and began cutting the ziptie around my wrists. He ran for close to 10 minutes till he realised, he had once again left the path, and run deeper into the 1,000,000-acre forest. I took her india home, totally mystified, my cock finally losing its hardness, as if realizing it wasn’t getting any more entertainment tonight. I can feel the head of his cock driving deeper into me. God it feels good. “That was for giving me a blow job as I am talking on the phone… Very hard to concentrate on talking.” he said with a chuckle. "So I am to be executed? To her surprise, Erin managed to send the girl tumbling over. The power hadn't dropped any though I could feel it starting to strain a bit. Hehe, you summon me, it means you have a hidden desire. I kept going faster and better than before. Without that, it might as well be a servant’s job.” Something about what Monet said clicked with me. It wasn’t until a few hours later that the thought fully matured. I don’t know why I didn’t twig, but it was Jon who said, “They’re getting off on that aren’t they?” The other man heard him and said, “Yeah, great isn’t it?” He turned to his woman and said, “Why don’t you have a go?” With that she was off, not as fast as the others though. I expected about 300 emails. “Even that,” he replied and began to thrust as well. If I let her move in herewith you boys she has to have her own room.” The girl had hanged herself in the school library. Both sounds made me happy beyond words, wrapped up in blankets with my girls, snuggled in a bastion of warmth.