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Did they have access to my GPS? Maybe this was all just a stupid prank? I was quick to fire off another message and demands answers, but it too had failed to send like the last time. With an annoyed growl I did the next best thing and blocked the number, it was all I could think to do before I had to attend my classes. To say I was a little on edge for the rest of the day would have been an understatement, I had an issue with overthinking things. I was stuck on the idea someone could have been stalking me, but for what possible reason, I couldn't even fathom. I was constantly looking about for anyone suspicious, though I had no idea what I would even do if I discovered them. Yet, no one really stood out to me and my phone was dead silent once the number was blocked. The rest of the day passed on just like any other, I had survived another day in college and made my Big Tits way back to my dorm. I opened the door and walked into my conjoined living room and kitchen separated by a small island countertop. I had just one chair tucked in close to it and I hung my pack off the back of it. All that anxious energy had bled away and left me utterly drained from it. My bed was calling for me, it was time for a well-deserved nap. I flopped into the bed with a groan, not even bothering to take off my clothes or get under the sheets, my mind had quickly drifted away from reality. Then I was rudely jolted by a vibration against my thigh by my phone still tucked in my pants pocket. I cursed and dug it out of my pants to check what had interrupted me, and my heart dropped into my stomach. It was that damned number my phone was supposed to be blocking! All my anxiety surged right back into the front, my breathing hastened in pace, eyes gazing wide at the small notification like it was this looming threat. I couldn't bear to open it then and had simply stuffed my phone under my mattress and buried my face into my pillow. After restlessly tossing and turning, at some point sleep came for me and I had escaped from my worries. I was woken by the alarm, the next day. It wasn't a fucking nap, I had hibernated for sixteen damned hours! Worse yet, I felt lethargic and some part of me just wanted to go back to sleep. Still, I had to drag my ass out of bed and get ready for another day. Instead of getting ready I had pulled my phone from the purgatory of my mattress but refused to even glance at the screen. I was so down and out that I had walked out the door in the same clothes I wore yesterday, after all, who the fuck do I have to look good for anyway? I walked down the sidewalk towards the campus, it was a short four-kilometer jaunt to get there. The fresh air was the balm I needed to wake me up and clear up my head, finally rousing fully to the world. Out ebony of causal reflex, I had pulled out my phone to check the time, only to quickly realize my error. There were three more messages from my stalker waiting for me. I stopped dead in my tracks, I could tell they were sending them quicker and I felt my skin break out in goosebumps from Blowjobs not just the realization, but how precise the times were. One of those people was a big noise developer that had me buy into several projects and even borrowed several million from me occasionally. She was African/American beauty with the darkest skin, so dark it shined like onyx. The seat ebony creaked as I shifted. That is a name for a man. From now on, when anyone Blowjobs asks your name, you will tell them, it's Jimmy." It took her a few seconds of counting on her fingers and remembering the winters. Maggie just groaned, “Uhhhh, Oh shit! Clint looked strong and confident. Her eyes open she smiled. Eventually we have to break apart as she pulls my shirt off over my head. He looked rough, and headed to the house. I shuddered as her smile grew wicked. Because there is no way in hell you can ever prepare for it. The remainder of the route would be all suburban areas where no one rode the subway at all during this hour. Like I said, other than those times, sex at home had lost some of its excitement, but it can also be routine when men come to your hotel room. You were just startled that he caught you in an embarrassing moment and now you are letting your imagination run wild. If you are familiar with the MGTOW movement (men going their own way) then what I’ve shared above is probably triggering you big time. She took his knob into her mouth first and started to suck it like a lollipop. She closed her eyes again and exhaled slowly. “It’s... He had no shirt on, but appeared to be pulling his pants back up. Do you have a few minutes to chat?” It wasn’t his finger... exactly. “If you could have a seat, please Mr. Farquhar-Smythe.” Courtney said pointing to a row of chairs. Already drenched in mixed Human and Canine secretions I broke out in a fresh sweat as the fear took hold of me that Kings titanic fuck-plug would not stop growing and might split me apart if it continued. She answered and I went in. She gave Big Tits me a quick kiss on the lips.I turned and there was a lady sitting on the couch. "It is finished; at last peaceful times can return to the realm." “I’m getting close,” Sombra panted, looking down with her violet gaze over what was left of Lena, “Tell me puta, where do you want my cum?” She giggled, "Does the sandwich come with brown sauce?"