I get it. But so do you!” I laughed. “Yeah, I know. That’s the difference between you and me. I own up to my flaws. I accept them and move on. When you’re confronted with your flaws, you find a way to blame someone el-” “I get it.” She interrupted. “Just… Fucking stop.” She paused, asian and we stood in the hallway for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, she sighed. “I’m sorry.” She weakly conceded. “That’s a good start.” I replied with a smile, and went in for an embrace. She hugged me back, pulling me in close. “I…” She began shyly. “I meant the whole offer for a fuck buddy. I’m sorry I said all of that stuff, but even though I don’t think I’m ready for a relationship, you are really attractive to me.” I broke off the hug. “I think I’ll pass for now.” I replied. She huffed and looked at the floor dejectedly. “Just being honest.” I added. “In the future… Who knows? For now, though, let’s focus on you learning to function by yourself first. Sex doesn’t have to be the solution to everything. Hell, I think we’ve both seen that it creates more problems than solutions.” May sniffled. “You were being really condescending back there.” She pointed out. I sighed. “I was, wasn’t I?” I conceded. “And cheesy.” She added. “ No, May. ” She added, deepening her voice to imitate mine. “Alright, alright.” I threw my hands up in defeat. “Point creampie made. I’m sorry too.” We japanese both stood there for a long time, just looking at each other. “This means I’ll have to see Mr. Scott, doesn’t it?” May asked sadly, after a while. I nodded. “He’ll come after Hardcore both of us if you don’t get down there, and I’m in enough trouble as it is.” I pointed out. “Fine.” May conceded, beginning to make her journey. I followed her. I approached Ms. Luciano after I made sure May made her trip to Mr. Scott. When I neared the room, I noticed it was empty and she was on blowjob her spare. When I knocked on the door she nearly jumped. “That was hot.” It was incredible. She was blowjob well lubed, and very tight. I groaned at the sight of that purple thong vanishing between creampie Cassandra's perky butt-cheeks. "Fucking liar," Calvin muttered to himself. The skirt was a black tutu one. She held her hand out palm up and made an exaggerated grasping motion, not even looking at Tony as she wiped her chin with the asian back of her other hand. Just pull up your shirt.” "Fuck this pussy." From the vantage point I can see the room where Ming and I had our final encounter. She was tight, but her cunt was full of Ingrid Bergman's warm, slippery saliva, and I slid in comfortably. She moaned, her wrist working it in and out of her snatch as she brought her pussy-drenched fingers to her mouth. Standing outside, Jacob only now realized Hardcore a major flaw japanese in his outing.