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mouth around my shaft, she slid me almost all the way back out and then began a lightning fast rhythm
with the whole in-out, in-out. Her small hand tightened around the base of my cock and began
pumping me in sync with the glide of her mouth.
Holy chips and dip, you re really good at this, I moaned as I looked down and watched her.
She moaned in answer and the sound vibrated all the way down my cock and through my balls.
I started panting like a dog in heat. She moved her hand off of my ass and cupped my balls again,
rolling them around in the palm of her hand.
Goat fucking fucker that feels amazing!
I continued to mutter nonsense as she quickened her pace. Within seconds, months of pent-up
sperm erupted from my cock, and I screamed in drunken, mind-numbing pleasure as she swallowed
all of my swimmers. WILLIE NELSON WONDER CATS!
My body stood completely still, every bone locked into place and my mouth hung open in shock
and amazement while Jenny pulled me out of her mouth and kissed the head of my dick like it was a
cute little puppy.
The water pouring out of the shower head went cold a while ago and I hadn t even noticed.
Jenny stood up from her knees while I rested motionless against the shower wall, hoping my legs
wouldn t give out.
That stuff totally worked! I didn t gag at all! I tested it out earlier with a banana but it was
mushy and I think I swallowed some of the skin. It was gross. You weren t gross at all and you kind
of tasted like popcorn.
I hope you know that I plan on marrying you some day. So keep your calendar open, I told
her seriously as I turned off the water and we stepped out of the shower to towel ourselves off.
Jenny laughed the cutest little laugh and leaned up on her tip toes to kiss me on the cheek. Now
that my excess sperm had vacated the meat whistle, all of the alcohol I consumed this evening started
swirling around in my belly and a headache began forming.
When I start puking tomorrow morning, just let me be. It will most likely start around 9:37.
Just let me heave and don t cook any fish or chocolate pudding while it s happening. Also, if you find
me spooning your coffee table or bar stool in the middle of the night, don t be afraid. Just wake me
up and bring me back to bed. It usually only happens once.
As we had curled up in her bed, I picked my cell phone up from her nightstand and smiled to
myself when I saw that she had indeed changed my Facebook status. Now it had said: I m totally
getting a BJ tonight.
Chapter 10 Mace, Tasers, and Giant Testicles
I m telling you, Liz, someone is following me, I argue as I put on my blinker at the stop light
to turn into Target.
I think you re just paranoid, Liz s voice states, coming through the speakers of the car. You
haven t had a good night s sleep in months and you re not having sex. I ve heard that causes
hallucinations.
I roll my eyes as the light turns green and I pull into the parking lot. I check my rear-view
mirror every few seconds as I drive up and down the aisle looking for a parking space.
I ve been to three places this afternoon and each time there was a black SUV with tinted
windows parked a few cars down from me or driving a few cars behind me. Every time I look in the
mirror I see that damn car, I tell her as I finally find a spot. I have a stalker. I just know it. I know
I ve always said I wish I had a stalker because I thought it would be cool and romantic, but I changed
my mind.
I hear Liz laugh through the speakers as I turn around in my seat and search the parking lot for
the SUV.
If you re seriously freaked out, why don t you call Drew?
Because, he ll just race over here and make a testicle of himself, I mumble as I continue
searching the lot.
He s already a giant testicle. Don t you mean spectacle?
No, he doesn t wear glasses. Didn t I tell you what he did when those Jehovah s Witnesses
came to the door and he thought they were threatening me? I didn t want to be mean but I couldn t get
them off the damn porch. Drew came around the corner and heard me getting frustrated, pushed me
out of the way, flung open the door, and started speaking in thongs, I explain.
Tongues. For fuck s sake. He started speaking in tongues.
I huff in irritation. Whatever. He started screaming all this nonsense with wild, crazy eyes
and banging his head like he was at a rock concert. Those poor old people hobbled off the porch and
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