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I had been staring at the computer all night. What the hell am I doing? My eyes scanned the screen with every click, but nothing. Website after website…nothing.

Maybe it didn’t exist.

I…I’m getting ahead of myself.

You see, a few days back, a friend of mine had told me that there was a site that when you signed up, you got…what he called a “freebie”.

“You need to get laid instead of always jerking off to those chat rooms.” He told me in a matter-of-fact like tone. ” Get into some real shit. That’s what’s up!”

Glaring at him, I wanted to tell him where he could stick it. It wasn’t as if he was any prize himself, not with that bear colored mop on mis head he called hair, or that silly way he strode into any room he wandered into. Sometimes, if we wasn’t my friend I’d swear he was…

“Just try and find the site. It’s almost like a drug man, the first shot’s free, then you pay out the ass!” he grinned with that toothy smile of his.

It had almost been two weeks since he said that.

“You cebeci escort just have to be patient…and know where to look…” he kept telling me.

Something in the way he kept looking at me should have given me some kind of warning, almost as if he knew the rules to some game I was still learning. But never mind that. Needless to say, I kept at it, constantly searching, asking, “google-ing”, anything…

“This is crap!” I muttered, my hands randomly hitting the keys until at last my eyelids fell close, and my head drifted to the soft pillow that was my mouse pad…



My head felt light as her lips slide up and down my….!?!?!?

“What the …?” I started.

“Shh…” the brunette between my legs whispered. She smiled quickly before taking my hardening cock into her mouth again. “Your dick is so big…mmmmm….”

Slowly, she began to open her mouth wider, her tongue slipping past her lips to graze at my nut sack, before swiftly raising back çukurambar escort to repeat her action. I felt the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat.

“…Uhhh…that feels good baby…” I muttered through clenched teeth.

“Damn, what did I do to deserve this?” my mind foggy, that is until I saw the computer monitor flashing. “The website! Did I find it?!?” Noticing my attention wasn’t on her anymore, my dark-haired raven picked up speed, until she finally slide her mouth of my rod…

“Stand up and turn around.” She breathed. I could sense she wouldn’t take any sort of refusal.

In a trance, I nodded my head, and stood up, only to feel her hands on my shoulders pushing me into my computer desk.

“What…” I stuttered. “Shh, enjoy, I want your cum, you’ve been looking so hard…” she groaned back at me.

Moving swiftly yet again, she had my chest on my desk and before I could react, that when I felt it. Her tongue. Oh my god, she was tonguing my ass.

“Mmmm, ankara escort yes, I know you want it.” She breathed as her mouth ran all along my ass and its soft in-betweens.

I couldn’t help it. My hips took n a mind of there own as I began to dry hump the desk hoping that her tongue would do more than just lick me. Finally, I felt her open her mouth and suck my balls gently…

“…cum for me…”

I lost it. With one final lunge, I cried out as my cum shot out of me in hot spurts all over the floor. Never once did she stop rubbing my balls or licking my “spot”. Panting I dropped to my knees and looked at her.

“I never felt like…oh my god that was…”

“Shh” she hushed me again, before getting up and adjusting herself. Standing up she began to make sure she was presentable before she began to stride towards the door.

“Wait…” I cried. “Will I ever see you again? I couldn’t just let something like this slip out of my fingers.

Grinning at me with a toothy smile, she looked at me lustily. “Oh yes, I think ill visit you a little more often.” Still grinning at me, her hand reached fro my computers power cable, deftly unplugging it before I could say anything.

“Next time you have to do little more than just hit keys…” she smiled as she turned on her heels and closed the door.

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