Fgteev Mike Blind Novels & Stories

I said. "We will Fer, we are finally getting our chance. We are gonna make it," Rebel said. "Come on now, don't make me emotional. Time for group hug," Mike said almost emotional and all embarrassed for being the emotional one. He is not not emotional but atleast more sensitive than others.

Just then, I heard the sound of heels outside the door, along with the tap of a cane against the floor. Evelyn was back. I instinctively hid the form behind me, slipping it into the gap in the couch. The door opened to Evelyn stepping in. She carefully felt her way forward while holding her cane. Her acting was terrible. She didn't look anything like a blind person. How did I ever believe her so completely? It was probably because I loved Evelyn. Love made one blind. And it turned out I was the one who had been blind all along. Evelyn didn't notice anything off about me. She felt her way over to the couch and wrapped her arms around my waist.

“You expect us to believe this? There’s no way he beat you up this badly.” Mike chuckled, then winced like even laughing hurt. “You weren’t there. But someone else was.” He gestured toward the bedside table where a phone rested. He tapped it once, and a video played. Flint. The recording showed him shoving Mike against a wall outside the party, landing a hard punch to his face. The sound of the crowd around them, the gasps and murmurs, filled the recording. My stomach sank. Mike turned his gaze back on me. “The future king, attacking a respected official like me. Do you know what that means?”

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"Hell No! I'm not getting high with you, man. Not today. I just wanna go home and grab some shut-eye." "C'mon, big bro. Where is the old Mike? The one that taught me how to finger my date in public without gaining suspicion. The one that told me a woman's orgasm is through her clit and my tongue of course. The one who dated the Phillips twins for weeks without either of them knowing he was playing them both?" I laughed. Those were some good times. "Ok. Do you have a light?" I sighed in defeat. "Yes," he laughed as he grabbed a lighter from the glove compartment.

That damn spring in the mattress dug right into my left knee, sharp and annoying. I tried to shift but couldn’t. Smack. I hand I knew was Mike’s landed hard on my ass. I yelped and jerked forward. Another smack right after, then another. It stung so bad tears prickled under the blindfold. “Fuck… she’s dripping like a whore already,” Mike said, almost to himself. Two thick fingers pushed into me. Wet squelch squelch squelch sounds filled the room, embarrassing as hell. He curled his fingers right against my G spot and my thigh twitched hard.

The driver asked, looking at what was taking place. “Oh. What’s your name?” Blake asked, looking at his new driver since Helen became his woman and was now in the Inner World. “I’m ah, Michael, sir,” Michael said, still looking at what was taking place with shock. “Okay, Michael. You’ve heard of all the super people on the Tubber recently, right?” Blake asked if he was aware, then this should be easy to explain. “All those videos that were seen? Yeah, I’ve seen them but haven’t placed much stock in them. Why?” Michael asked.

Mike glanced to the bar, seeing most of the guys intently watching the game. He hadn't even thought about the game since Lil came back from the bar, and now viewed it only as a distraction to this adventure they were on. Eager to proceed, he truthfully answered her, "Most are watching the game, the one in the white baseball cap is pretty obviously watching your every move." He could feel her body tense and pressed his thumb directly across her slippery clit. "He can probably tell what we're doing beneath this table." Mike added.

Eva was kneeling and bending over, showing the kids something. "Fuck" Mike said under her breath. Eva was hot like hell. Mike could see the backs of her creamy thighs. He couldn't see her panties but he was sure if he had kneeled down, he could seen it. But he didn't. Instead he cleared his throat. "Hey Eva, just a couple things," Mike said and Eva jumped up and came toward his., her huge breast bouncing up and down in her tank top. He tried as much as possible not to stare.

he pauses and looks at me “Is Mike. Mike your boyfriend or ex depends on what you do with this information” “What?” I whisper, my voice trembling. I take the photo and stare at it. Stare at the bit who looked so innocent and full of life. I shake my head “No. This can't be my Mike. Mike is not blonde. He hated blondes. He would say that he would never ever take anyone who is blind seriously. He never does. He has black curly hair. Not staring at blonde hair” my hands are shaking as I stare at the photo. I toss the photo to the other side “No. This is not my Mike”