Maybe all he needed was a little push, a little help in deciding his fate. That, and Brittany was growing a little impatient, her own needs growing, her cock now hard in their hands. “Well while you think…” She spoke softly, taking a little gamble, drawing asian his gaze up to hers as she slid her hips forward, closing the space between them until, with both her hands moving to rest on his head, the cherry tip of her pale cock bumped against his luscious lips, “Why don’t you have a little fun? I know you’ll enjoy it.” His cheeks flushed a bright crimson as her fingers curled gently into his short brown hair, his hands moving to press instinctually against her thighs as he looked up at her, recognising the lust and desire on her face. She looked down at him hopefully, continuing to poke the tip of her cock against his soft inviting lips, “Please Jay? I promise to be gentle.” He swallowed a little, feeling his heart hammering in his chest and a tingle of something more primal deep within. He thought for a moment about denying her, but was sure if he didn’t do as she wanted the promise to be gentle would likely be revoked. “Mm~!” He whimpered cutely, trying to arch his back up against her now pinning weight as she took advantage of oriental his parting lips, pushing her hips forward and working the head of her hot, steely cock slowly into the wet heat of his pleasurable mouth. “A-ah, just like that… See, that’s not so bad now is it?” She cooed affectionately, looking japan down at him with a look of lust and desire so intense that James knew that if he ended up on a different path to than the one with these twins, no other woman would ever look at him with the same thirst as they did. She bit her lip, feeling the warmth at her cheeks as pleasure began to once again radiate through her body. Despite having experienced this and more last night she was never prepared for just how good it felt to have him wrapped around her. He closed his eyes and lightly squeezed her thighs, feeling as she gently eased herself forward and back, pressing the thick tip of her cock just a few inches in and out, so far keeping her promise to be gentle, letting him experience her hard length in a new way. Brittany watched with half-lidded eyes, waiting for his tentative uncertainty to give way to the pleasure that had taken him over the night before, hopefully pushing him over that knife edge to her side, but to her surprise, he didn’t seem as into it as she recalled. “Come on baby, I know you love this, suck my cock like the slut you are…” She purred, trying to tempt him, trying to rediscover the needy cock-hungry creature she knew resided inside him but, as she reached back, her hand caressing over his soft cock, something was obviously missing. Her mind spun as she quickly tried to figure out what it was. The alcohol, her sister, the makeup? While it could’ve been any of those, she didn’t think it was. There was, however, one other thing that she could think of, though it went against everything they had talked about. Slowly and with great reluctance she pulled her cock from between his lips, the boy letting out a quick gasp, panting softly as his eyes blinked open to look up at her, seemingly surprised. “Mm… I think I understand now.” She said with a curious expression, rubbing the spit-soaked tip of her cock against one of his flushed cheeks. He looked at her blankly, eyes studying her freckled face as if trying to decipher the meaning of her words but finding nothing. “Hm.” Brittany mused as she smirked, knowing that either her guess was right and exotic he was about to accept her deal, or she was wrong and Katie was going to kill her. James watched in obvious surprise as Brittany released her cock, stretching her arms out above her head with an almost demure moan, his eyes flickering to her bust as they were pushed up and out, unable to help himself from watching as she swung her leg off japanese over him, her rock-hard cock swaying away from him. “Can-ah!” His words were abruptly cut off by her hands on his ankles, dragging him roughly down the bed, his whole body tensing as she suddenly began to man-handle him. Brittany couldn’t help but grin as he tried to struggle, but weakened as he was, body still exhausted from the night before, she was able to move him about the bed with surprising ease, grabbing him wherever she had to wrestle him into position. James wriggled and pushed against her, feeling no small amount of humiliation as his weary body was dragged this way and that, totally overpowered by the pale red-haired girl. “Ah! W-what happened to gentle! You promised!” He gasped as he felt his head fall over the edge of the bed, thinking for a second that she was throwing him completely off onto the floor, on pure instinct his hands moved from trying to push against her to bunch up in the bed sheets, gripping them tightly as he laid his legs down completely flat, stretching them out to act as a counterbalance. In the brief moment he was focused on his own security rather than resisting her, Brittany saw her opportunity, “Yeaah about that… I don’t think you want gentle, do you?” Feet on the floor and a thigh either side of his head she fed her cock between his plush lips and over his tongue, hearing him choke and gag on her thick length as she forced it down his tight throat until she felt her smooth heavy balls press against his nose and eyes. Pinning him with her hands she felt his throat flex and squeeze around her cock, his lips wrapped snugly around the base of her girthy length as she held herself deep, her head tilted back, eyes closed as pleasure flooded her once again. “Yeaaah that’s soooo much better!” Brittany moaned, grinning as she pulled back, giving him only a fraction of a second to draw in a lungful of precious air before she slammed her hips forward again, all thoughts of going slow and letting him explore her long forgotten in her mind. Laying on the bed with his head tilted over the edge she found that his throat was lined up so perfectly for her that Brittany was able to treat his lips like those of a pussy, hammering away hard and balls deep, listening to the lewd symphony of his wet, spit-filled mouth and the rhythmic slapping of her heavy nuts against his sweet innocent features. He whimpered and whined at every opportunity, feeling every intimate inch of her steely length as it slid without care or concern for his well being in and out of his tight throat, his tongue pressed hard to the underside as he fruitlessly tried to push it from his mouth, but he felt a hot little seed of something deep within him, growing and spreading as his lips were battered by the power of her needy thrusts. Brittany looked down at the boy, feeling her cock throb in its hot sheath at the sight welcoming her, his sleek lithe body with its subtle but enjoyable curves, the bulging throat and the shiny sticky mess that was becoming his face and her thighs. She sighed into his mouth, arching her cunt into his clutching hand. “Thank you. “Did you breed exotic any of those women?” she asked. If anything happened to her teeth, oriental I would have to take care of it the old-fashioned way, with a glass of whiskey and a pair of pliers. He said, trying to push past me. After the game they were home by 10:05 as they came in Janet asked Wally if he wanted something to eat, he grunted no “I’m asian tired I’m going to bed”. The couple stood close to us just stared japanese as my minute tits and jewellery became visible for all to see. That morning I’d had 4 or 5 little orgasms because of those. You are not a slut or a whore and I will not have you dressing like one. Eventually the sway would slow and her japan hips would push back with the same gentle movements. “What are you cooking, it smells delicious.” I ask I handed the crutches to John and took my seat next to Jen.