Novel & Cerita Boyfriend Wedgie

"How could you?" Collen's eyes widened in shock, his expression a mixture of confusion and hurt. "Allison, you wanted this too. You can't deny it." "I didn't want this!" I shouted, my hands shaking. And you knew! You knew everything and yet... You did this." Collen's face hardened, his eyes flashing with anger momentarily. "Don't you dare put this all on me, Allison. Do you think I don't wrestle with my demons? Do you think it's so easy for me? I have to live with the fact that you're sleeping with your best friend's boyfriend. What does that make you?"

"Joe Grind." Tasha narrowed her eyes. "So?" Debby burst into laughter. "That's what Jamaicans call the side guy who is only good for the bedroom. You know—sneaky link. I'm just saying! You seen his hands? He has long, thick fingers. Plus he got size twelve feet!" Debby wiggled her eyebrows in the mirror. "Girl, you're in for some hardcore loving tonight." "Stop it!" Tasha swatted her with a hairbrush. "Don't make me change my mind," she giggled, her face flushed and it wasn't because of the makeup she wore.

Then I knelt back down in front of him and took his dick into my mouth, kissing it and squeezing it gently. “Why?” He closed his eyes as he felt my tongue swirl around the tip of his dick, “I really want you, Zoe.” To be honest, I wanted the same thing. However, I have principles, and I want Jack to respect that. “Yes, I know. But you promised to wait until we graduate.” I followed Jack’s pace by gently pulling my hair. “This will be the perfect graduation gift.” I knew Jack was struggling to hold back, but he always managed to do it for me.

My knees went weak, and I shuddered against him, and I felt him smile around me. He pushed me to the bed and ordered me to stay in all fours, with my asshole gracefully opened to him. “So ... fucking perfect," he whispered to himself. With urgency, he tore his shirt over his head and pulled his jeans down. His cock hung heavy and hard between his legs. He's so beautiful... the perfect gay specimen. I smiled at him, and then he reached into his pocket and took out a condom. "What are you doing?" I chuckled, getting impatient. "I want you more than once, and I don't want to lose your sensitivity." I frown as I watch him roll it on…. that's weird; in the past he always

I seethed, spitting in his face. An angered smile sparked on his face. His gaze slowly averted to my hand. He grabbed one of my fingers, then twisted it until it cracked. Pain shot through me, and I could barely move in that chair. My head felt light, almost like I was going to pass out. "Hey, you've always loved painting, haven't you? Imagine if you could never hold a brush again, Winnie. I'll give you one last chance. We've been together for five years, and I don't want to push you too far.

His grip was firm, and it made my hand ache. When we got downstairs, I jerked my hand away. "Ouch! Stop!" I rubbed my wrist and snapped, "Say what you need to say already!" Suddenly, Jason pulled me close, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Winter, I've figured it out. That day when you woke up, you asked me who I was, right? Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Jason Patel, and I'm your boyfriend." At that instant, our heartbeats thudded violently, echoing between us. In the depths of his bloodshot eyes, all I could see was me.

Wendy's head jerked to the side, and the rims of her eyes went red. Something pulled me back into the past. Wendy, Summer, and I were childhood friends. Summer and Wendy were pro skiers, and they put their lives on the line to marry me. Both women leaped off a 300-foot-tall platform and nearly died. I refused to see them getting into another life-threatening case. So, I cruelly rebuffed Wendy's advances and got engaged to Summer. I even gave her my kidney so she could live. … The day before our wedding, I saw her cheating with the underprivileged student I sponsored. Joe gripped Summer's waist and grinned at me, saying, "You don't last as long as I do in bed. That's what she said."

"And you, my dear, would be lucky to be on her arm." Chuckling, I pulled my chair back. "That’s very flattering, but I’m straight, and I have a boyfriend." Wendy scoffed, arching her perfectly lined brows. "A werewolf boyfriend? Compared to her? Come on, you can do better." "Okay, that’s enough," Justine interjected. "I can speak for myself." The entire thing felt like an elaborate joke—Wendy trying to push her best friend onto me, and poor Justine, who was actually being quite sweet, unknowingly trying to win over someone she shouldn’t even be looking at twice.

He bit my lips and licked all around my lips and then slipped his tongue in and played with mine inside my mouth. He pulled my pants down, leaving me with only my thong, and made me a wedgie while being careful not to tear my thong. He pushed aside the string that rested between my two ass cheeks and began to finger fuck me. I started moaning like a bitch, with my eyes closed. At a certain point, I opened my eyes and turned my gaze to the beginning of the alley, noticing a figure I instantly recognized. It was my boyfriend and he was rubbing his cock over his pants while holding his index finger over his lips to tell me to be quiet. I winked at him. James reached down and spit on my hole and