As I made my decision, Julie started again. “Sammy… we really shouldn’t be talking about that. Sex I was going to take her to town and back. She smiled, but there was a sadder look to it that I recognized. I drove in the rest of my cock, and the feeling that followed was absolute heaven. I tried to stare back blankly. I really enjoy talking to Julie, and I like talking to her even more than I like talking to your rack.” I said that too fast without thinking. Don’t be selfish now Julie.” What she said was true, and though she used it manipulatively, it made sense, and I actually liked the sound of it. Fucking Samantha always made me last longer, maybe because my hormones actually enjoyed it and let it linger longer before letting it blow. I was going to take her to town and back. She looked seductive. WHAT THE FUCK?! When I let you have me, I thought I was sure, but now I’m not so sure anymore. She should have been born a man.
