Gotta say that as excited as I was about graduation, I was worried that you wouldn’t want to continue our special relationship, and you’d waste four years of teasing and denial on a quick stroke. I’m glad you get how much better your life is being

Gotta say that as excited as I was about graduation, I was worried that you wouldn’t want to continue our special relationship, and you’d waste four years of teasing and denial on a quick stroke. I’m glad you get how much better your life is being

You’re Thinking Of Orgasms As Something I Deny You, Despite Fucking And Stroking And Blowing You All The Time. That’s The Problem. You Keep Thinking Of Me As The Source Of Your Pain, And You Have Hope That I’ll Change My Mind Some Day. Instead,

I Called That Porn Producer Today. He Said At The Moment, He Was Only Looking For Performers For All-Male Scenes. I Told Him You Were Up For That, So Long As You Didn’t Have To Cum In The Scene. He Said He Had A Spot Open For A Blow Bang Scene. Either

Hey, You’re The One Who Hired Me. It’s On You. You Should Have Spent Less Time Staring At My Body, And More Time Figuring Out Whether I Was The Kind Of Simple Girl You Can Take Advantage Of That You Thought I Was. Maybe If You Did, You’d Have Realized

No, Not Every Day. I Don’t Always Work The Drive-Thru Window Dressed Like This. Not That It Matters Much. I Mean, They Can Only See Me From The Waist Up, So I Can Be Dressed Like This Safely. That Was Kind Of The Point, Right? That’s Why I Agreed

I Said You Could Cum Again When You Go Gay, Not When You Go Willing. Yes, You Gave Me A Really Good Show Last Night With That Dude From Down The Hall, But You’re Also Staring At My Breasts, So You’re Not Gay Yet. I Meant It Literally: You Can’t

Well, Do You Think I’m Happy About Being Here? I’m Supposed To Be At The Mall Right Now, Shopping With My Girlfriends On The Money You Earned This Weekend. But Apparently, Some Boys Can’t Work Without A Hot Pimp. Jesus, You Can’t Sell Blow Jobs

Oh Honey, Don’t Be So Dramatic. Of Course You’ll Cum Again Some Day. I Mean, I Can’t Promise It’ll Be This Decade, But It’s Going To Happen Eventually. I Promise! You’ll Earn Your First Orgasm Of Our Relationship.although If I Decide To

Yes, Him. You Can See Him? Think I Did A Good Job Picking Him Out? Good. We’ve Been Training For This For A Long Time And I Wanted To Be Sure I Picked The Right Guy.oh, Don’t Worry, Baby, I’ll Be Right Here To Egg You On If You Get Nervous. Just

Of Course You’re Going To Look At Other Girls. What’s The Saying? “Married, Not Buried”? Haha, No, Not That We’re Married, Just Dating, But It Still Applies. I Wouldn’t Tell You Not To Stare. Guy In His 30S, Dating A College Girl, Surrounded

Haha, No, Baby, I Haven’t Been Answering The Door Like This. I Had A Big Robe. I Wasn’t Going To Let Little Kids See Me Like This. Only You. I Told You I Had A Special Halloween Treat For You, Baby.oh, Did You Think Your Halloween Treat Was An Orgasm?

I Know You Want To Cum. Five Months Of Denial Will Do That To You. But Telling Me You Want To Cum Doesn’t Mean Anything. You Have To Earn It. So What Have You Done?Oh Yes, You’re Obedient. You Take It In The Ass, Suck Off The Guys I Bring Home, Do

Before We Go Anywhere, I Want You To Know, When I Said I Was Going To Take You Home And Fuck You, I Meant It Very Literally. When I Take A Guy Home, I Do The Fucking. You Ready To Bend Over And Beg?

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