"i gotta go dude." she said. this was confirmation that there would be no mouth hugs tonight.
"i gotta come..." i trailed off as i said it like a big fat puss. so fucking passive agressive.
"what'd you say?" she replied puzzled.
"aw nothing sarah, i gotta go to bed anyway. i'm opening with fred tomorrow."
"i'm in at 11, i'll see you tomorrow." she leaned over and layed one on me. it was wet and warm and suprisingly longer than ususal. she always kissed me on the mouth, this one didn't feel like the normal peck. i couldn't help but look down her shirt. mmm, those sexy nipples pointing outward, i saw them beginning to harden. her skin was tan and the tanlines around her tits made her nipples so pink and her breasts so white. why did she have to wear such low cut tops, moreso why didn't she have a bra on?
"i can see your tits sarah." i told her
"i thought you could." she answered coyly. she walked over to the door and opened it. she looked back at me almost pissed off.
"well?" she said.
"huh?"
"you gonna walk me out?"
"oh, um, yeah. of course, i..uh...coming." i stood up and notice that my dick was just about popping out of my pants. i had jogging pants on and it was extra apparent that she had turned me on. she looked down at it and blushed.
"well come on buster." she said smiling.
"NICE BONER DUDE!" yelled roach. i glared at him, he couldn't stop giggling. he and don did another shot of that shit ass sour apple pucker.
"what's this to?" said don.
"gooch's stiffy." laughed roach. sarah had already walked out.
"fuck you roach." i said, he laughed and laughed til he started coughing. i walked to the door and down the steps. i saw sarah in front of me.
"hey wait up sair."
"i've been waiting." she said. i walked closer and gave her a hug. she kissed me on the neck. i was really drunk at this point and kinda leaned in closer, i could feel those sexy tits against me. she stood on my feet. i loved when she did that.
"i can feel you on my leg." she said.
"fuck, sorry."
"it's cool. can i rub on it a little?" she asked laughing.
"you can do whatever the hell you want sarah, you will anyway."
"yeah, you're right. don't you have a girlfriend?"
"don't you have a husband?"
"kinda." she said, she stuffed her hand down my pants and pulled my head towards hers. our tongues began to fist fight. it started to rain. we leaned against the car. her alarm started going off.
"i gotta come..." i trailed off as i said it like a big fat puss. so fucking passive agressive.
"what'd you say?" she replied puzzled.
"aw nothing sarah, i gotta go to bed anyway. i'm opening with fred tomorrow."
"i'm in at 11, i'll see you tomorrow." she leaned over and layed one on me. it was wet and warm and suprisingly longer than ususal. she always kissed me on the mouth, this one didn't feel like the normal peck. i couldn't help but look down her shirt. mmm, those sexy nipples pointing outward, i saw them beginning to harden. her skin was tan and the tanlines around her tits made her nipples so pink and her breasts so white. why did she have to wear such low cut tops, moreso why didn't she have a bra on?
"i can see your tits sarah." i told her
"i thought you could." she answered coyly. she walked over to the door and opened it. she looked back at me almost pissed off.
"well?" she said.
"huh?"
"you gonna walk me out?"
"oh, um, yeah. of course, i..uh...coming." i stood up and notice that my dick was just about popping out of my pants. i had jogging pants on and it was extra apparent that she had turned me on. she looked down at it and blushed.
"well come on buster." she said smiling.
"NICE BONER DUDE!" yelled roach. i glared at him, he couldn't stop giggling. he and don did another shot of that shit ass sour apple pucker.
"what's this to?" said don.
"gooch's stiffy." laughed roach. sarah had already walked out.
"fuck you roach." i said, he laughed and laughed til he started coughing. i walked to the door and down the steps. i saw sarah in front of me.
"hey wait up sair."
"i've been waiting." she said. i walked closer and gave her a hug. she kissed me on the neck. i was really drunk at this point and kinda leaned in closer, i could feel those sexy tits against me. she stood on my feet. i loved when she did that.
"i can feel you on my leg." she said.
"fuck, sorry."
"it's cool. can i rub on it a little?" she asked laughing.
"you can do whatever the hell you want sarah, you will anyway."
"yeah, you're right. don't you have a girlfriend?"
"don't you have a husband?"
"kinda." she said, she stuffed her hand down my pants and pulled my head towards hers. our tongues began to fist fight. it started to rain. we leaned against the car. her alarm started going off.
