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Christine placed her finger on his lips and stroked his limp dick with her other.
C: Shhhh… You know you want this as much as me.
He lay back down she swallowed his cock again, massaging his balls with one hand while rubbing his nipple with the other.
Ben groaned slightly. It had definitely been awhile since he had gotten any action. His right hand snaked around her and squeezed her left breast through her tube dress. She twitched slightly.
The feeling of Christine’s warm wet mouth and her tongue swirling about caused Ben to grow rapidly.
That was Christine’s first mistake. She was so engrossed in making him hard that she had forgotten that her reactions had been hampered by the amount of alcohol she had consumed. The second he hit her gag reflex, she felt the wave of nausea. Her second mistake was holding it back, continuing to suck him, bobbing up and down his pole like it was the tastiest cock she had ever sucked.
Ben was oblivious to the distress that Christine was in and pushed down on her head, forcing her to deepthroat him.
Christine’s third mistake was thinking she could handle it all. Unfortunately for her, the next wave of nausea was too much for her to take and she choked, the vomit exiting from her nose instead.
B: What the fuck??!
Christine covered her mouth and nose and ran out of his room, heading to the bathroom in the master bedroom.
Ben got up and went after her.
He found Christine bent over the toilet bowl, puking her guts out.
B: Are you ok?
He held her hair back as the contents of her stomach forcibly removed itself and committed suicide into the toilet bowl. He rubbed her back in and upwards motion.
More stuff exited her mouth and she started coughing badly, and struggling to breathe.
She slumped backwards onto Ben. He tried to drag her into a more comfortable position so it would be easier for her to breathe. It was a little hard for him as her entire weight was pressing down on his hardon.
Christine managed to catch her breath. She looked down at her dress.
C: Damn. It’s ruined.
B: I’m sure it can be washed.
C: It needs to be dry cleaned. I don’t think I wanna send it to the cleaners like this.
Ben slipped his hand through the back of her dress and took a look at the label.
B: Says here it can be machine washed. 40 degrees. Do not bleach.
Christine giggled.
C: Well aren’t you the smart one. Help me remove it please?
Ben gladly did so, pulling the dress above her head. He sneakily undid her bra at the same time, letting it fall to the floor.
B: Woah. Those are nice tits.
C: Thanks.
B: Can I suck them?
C: Can I shower first?
She stood up unsteadily and immediately collapsed onto the toilet bowl again, the remainder of her stomach contents forcing themselves out.
Ben merely watched the scene in amusement.
Christine managed to get to her feet.
C: Ok. There’s nothing left.
Ben helped her into the shower stall but she was still pretty unsteady.
B: Just how much did you drink?
C: Enough to want your cock inside me.
B: Oh. Ok.
She staggered around inside the stall, grabbing everything that looked sturdy for support.
Ben shook his head.
B: Stay here.
He went to the kitchen and returned with a plastic chair.
B: Sit. I’ll wash you.
Christine nodded and sat on the chair, slipping off her thong simultaneously. Ben stared at her waxed pussy, the plump lips.
He grabbed the shower head and adjusted the temperature.
It looked like all he was going to get tonight was a half-fucked blowjob.
Christine flinched a little as the warm water hit her neck and flowed down her breasts. Ben watched in awe as the beads of water trickled down her impressive cleavage. He gazed at her large light brown nipples.
C: Are you going to stand there or are you going to wash me?
Ben snapped out of his stupor. He had fantasized about this day for years.
Ever since the chalet he started to see Christine, then Ms. Tan, in a different light.
When his trouble with Grace started his first thought was to leave the house. He crashed at the houses of his classmates, sometimes spending the night at LAN shops, making friends with the owners and helping out here and there in return for that roof above his head.
He never expected to have ended up in Christine’s place.
He was hanging around the LAN one day when Christine walked past, after having lunch with her fellow teachers at the nearby foodcourt.
She was surprised to see him but wanted to give him a peace of her mind for his irresponsible actions. However, after a coffee and hearing his sad tale, she offered him a roof over his head on the condition that he get his life back on track. Part of her wondered if she would be able to control herself. After all, she was all alone in the apartment, a three bedroom condominium that her parents left for her after they migrated overseas.
Sometimes she did wonder what would happen if she had followed them overseas. She might have been able to get a Caucasian boyfriend and enjoy his larger than Asian cock.
But she still had a bond to fulfill.
And now, she was drunker than she had ever been, and sitting naked on a plastic chair in the bathroom, exposing herself to her former student after she unsuccessfully attempted to fellate him.
One thing was for sure though. She had definitely gotten his attention. And his dick was a pretty decent size.
Ben squeezed the shower gel onto his hands and proceeded to soap her back. When he got to the front he hesitated. Should he take full advantage of the situation? Or should he just bathe her as he said he would? His cock stirred under his shorts. Christine giggled.
C: You’re scared to touch me?
B: You’re drunk, I really shouldn’t be doing this.
C: Alcohol was what got you started with Grace. Now I’m naked in front of you and you are not molesting me? My my, you have really changed.
B: It’s not that. I just feel a little uncomfortable.
C: Remove your shorts. Shower with me.
B: What?
C: Then we’ll both be naked and you’ll have nothing to be uncomfortable about.
Ben dropped his shorts and his hardon sprang out. Christine immediately grabbed it.
C: You have no idea how long I haven’t touched a dick.
B: I don’t.
C: My last boyfriend was in JC. What do you think?
B: Oh.
C: Come here.
Ben moved forward and she hungrily swallowed his cock again. He let out a soft moan as her tongue twirled around his shaft as she massaged his balls.
B: Is what we’re doing illegal?
Christine looked at him.
C: You’re legal and so am I. I’m no longer your teacher. Do you want this or not?
B: I don’t want to end up in the same situation as I did with Grace.
C: You can use condoms. But I don’t like them. It makes a real difference you know. The feeling of a dick inside, unhindered by a piece of rubber, no matter how thin…
B: What if I can’t hold it and accidentally shoot inside?
C: Oh by all means go ahead. I love it when I can feel your hot cum coating my insides.
B: Are you talking dirty to me?
C: I guess so. Doesn’t it turn you on?
B: You’re using too many words. You should just say ‘fill me with your cum!’ Or ‘fuck me harder!’.
C: Oh.
B: if it’s too long, I lose interest. It would feel like I’m in an English lesson.
C: Ok. Play with my tits while I suck your cock.
B: Yeah that’s better.
C: I wasn’t practicing.
Christine grabbed him by the ass and gobbled up his cock again.
B: Oh.
Ben moved his hands onto the biggest pair of tits he had ever fondled and teasingly tweaked her nipples. She moaned, sending the vibrations straight to his cock. He pinched them, causing her to moan again. She increased the pace of her sucking.
B: I want to fuck you.
C: I’ve been waiting for you to say that for a very long time.
Ben smiled to himself.
The sex god had returned.
B: Yeah baby, just like that…
C: You like me sucking your cock little boy?
B: Don’t call me little boy you slut!
He grabbed her head and forced fucked her mouth, causing her to gag.
While it worked for Grace, it certainly did not work for Christine. She bit down on his cock and grabbed his balls.
B: What the fuck??!!
C: Don’t ever do that again. You wanna be rough, do it down below. And you better respect me. And not just me. All women. Otherwise one day you’ll wake up without a cock.
B: Sorry.
C: Now would you like me to continue?
B: Yes please.
C: Don’t you want to feel how tight my pussy is?
B: Ok.
Christine stood up and pushed him down.
C: Lick me.
Christine sat back down onto the chair and spread her legs wide. Her lips were the plumpest Ben had ever seen. He placed his hands on her thighs and ran his tongue along her labia. Unlike Grace, Christine was baby-smooth, waxing really did have its benefits over shaving. She moaned slightly. He spread her lips to reveal her clit that was slowly becoming engorged. He gently pulled back the hood and gave it a tentative lick.
C: Oh my god…
While her ex had fingered her before, he had severely neglected her clit. Even during her own self-service sessions, she never realised how sensitive her clit could be. She grabbed his head and pulled him closer. He flicked his tongue at it again, then sucked at it, bringing trembles to her lower body.
C: Don’t stop.
Ben probed her hole gently with his middle finger before sliding it in. She was soaking wet. He curved his finger upwards and found the spot, rubbing it gently at first, the faster, then alternating the speeds while licking away at her clit.
Her moans turned into gasps followed by screams. Her lower body trembled uncontrollably. She had never experienced such sensations before. And she had an uncontrollable urge to pee. She tried to hold it back as she did not want to stop feeling this good. She did not want him to stop. But alas, she was at her breaking point. She pushed his head away.
C: Stop! I need to pee!
Ben looked at her.
B: It’s not pee. Just let it go.
He resumed licking and quickened the pace of his fingering.
She shrieked and released a stream of liquid that hit Ben right in the face and flowed down his chin and neck.
C: Oh shit! I’m sorry!
Ben smiled and continued fingering her, forcing out more ejaculate.
C: Fuck! Stop! It’s embarrassing!
He did not. And neither did she, squirting copius amounts of liquid with each thrust of his hand.
She was trembling so hard that Ben thought the chair was going to break.
Christine cursed and swore in a multitude of languages until he finally stopped and she collapsed, breathing heavily.
C: I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to pee on you.
Ben smiled at her.
B: My dear, I believe you just experienced your first ejaculation.
C: I did? Really?
B: Yup.
C: Oh.
She looked away shyly.
B: Felt good right?
C: Yes.
B: You know how lucky you are?
C: Yes.
B: Good. After we shower it’s your turn to make me feel good.
C: Ok.
Ben could not stop smiling.
Yes, he was definitely a sex god.
B: You’re wasting precious time Alex…
Alex snapped out of his daze. Brenda’s pussy was mere centimeters from his erection.
A: I…
B: Training will start soon, and you don’t know who might enter the gym.
A: I can’t. I’m sorry.
B: What the fuck? Are you gay or something? Or just really really stupid?
A: I made a promise to someone.
B: A promise? What kind?
A: I promised her we’ll take each other’s virginity.
Brenda laughed.
B: Oh come on. Are you going to marry her? Who’s this girl who’s so special to you anyway?
A: A very good friend.
B: So you’re seriously telling me that you’re fucking hard now, and yet you won’t fuck me?
A: Yes.
Brenda slapped her forehead.
B: You are the stupidest guy I have ever met. Do you know how many guys would kill to sleep with me?
A: I didn’t think you were such a person.
B: It doesn’t matter. Yes, sometimes I can be a bitch, a slut, or whatever you wanna call me. But girls need sex too ok?
A: Why me?
B: Have you seen the guys around here?
A: I don’t look at guys.
B: Alex, you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen walk through the school gates. You will definitely be prom king. And your cock. Wow. I can’t believe you’re still a virgin. The girls don’t know what they’re missing.
A: Well….
B: Have you even kissed a girl before? Touched boobs? Fingered a pussy? Got your cock sucked?
A: Yes.
B: And that stupid promise to some girl is stopping you from going all the way?
A: Yup.
B: How do you know she’s even worth it? Or that she’s keeping her promise to you?
A: She’s definitely worth it. And I trust her.
B: And where is she now?
A: Somewhere in this school.
B: Oh really? What’s her name?
A: Jane-
B: Jane Tan? The year 1 student councillor?
A: I don’t know if she’s in the council. But yeah. Jane Tan.
B: Jane Tan? The one who doesn’t button the top button of her blouse? The one who’s skirt is too damn short?
Alex laughed.
A: Sure sounds like her.
B: She has fucking good taste. But be warned. She’s the school belle. You should see the number of guys trying to get into her skirt.
A: Well then that’s definitely her.
B: So what are you waiting for? Have sex with me.
A: A promise is a promise. I intend to keep it.
B: I’m impressed. You’re honest and straightforward. Something uncommon in guys these days.
A: I guess so…
B: Well, I’ll honor your promise. But, there’s something I have to do first.
A: What?
Brenda pushed his cock flat against his abs and pressed down on it with her snatch.
A: Fucking hell! What are you doing???
B: Shhhhh….
She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his, trailing her tongue to his ears.
B: It won’t go in. I promise.
She began to rub herself against him. Alex could feel that familiar wetness leaking out from her pussy. Brenda ground herself against his entire length in hard deliberate strokes, feeling every ridge and bump that his veiny cock provided, taking great care to avoid the head. She kissed him. Slowly at first, then more violently. Alex reciprocated. He enjoyed a good kiss, and Brenda was a good kisser. As their tongues clashed, he realised what he had been missing. Furthermore, his cock was aching to fill up the pussy that was grinding him. Absentmindedly, his hands wandered to her waist, sneaked under her vest, and travelled up her ribs.
She moaned into his ear.
B: You naughty naughty boy. And I thought you wanted to keep your promise.
A: I am. And I will.
He cupped her breasts over her sports bra. They really were ample. Much bigger than Jane’s. He squeezed them gently, eliciting more moans from Brenda. Her grinding became haphazard and her moans a little too loud for Alex’s comfort. He engaged her in another tongue fight.
B: Ahhh… fuck…. I’m gonna cum…
A: Don’t stop then.
B: Oh… yeah… Alex…. she doesn’t know what she’s missing… fuck….
A: Just concentrate.
B: Fuck…. Alex…. I wish you were inside me…
Alex tried his best to ignore her wanton pleas.
B: Alex… you make me so wet… I want to be your slut…
Suddenly, she got off and wrapped her lips around his cock, intent on giving him the best blowjob of his life.
B: Oh Alex… my juices on your cock taste so good…
A: Right.
B: You’re so hard… ahhh… I want it inside…
She climbed astride him again and began rubbing his dickhead around her lips and clit. She looked at him with pleading eyes.
B: Please Alex. Don’t do this to me.
Alex stared at her but remained silent.
What would he do now?
C: Please be gentle. I haven’t done this in a long time.
B: Oh? A hot babe like you?
C: I’ve not been with anyone since my ex… and… he was really good in bed. But…
B: But?
C: I’ve never squirted before.
B: I’m a sex god. You’re the lucky lady I’ve chosen to receive my pleasure.
C: What??? Haha. That’s lame.
B: You felt my skills.
C: Well, yes. But- OH MY GOD!
Ben spread her legs wide and got down to business, running his tongue up her inner thighs while stroking her outer lips.
She had never been licked down there before. She had seen videos of it, but never actually experienced it. Her ex was adamant about not going down on her. Christine was actually glad that she had gone for that waxing session.
Ben too was glad. Grace had never waxed before, only shaved. And sometimes, the stubble irritated him.
Christine was as smooth as a baby. As Ben ran his tongue along her labia he felt himself twitching towards erection. He inhaled the freshness of her feminine wash. He found the scent absolutely arousing.
He slowly spread her lips with his fingers and licked upwards. She exhaled audibly. Twirling his tongue around, he found her love button and depressed it gently. She gasped. He gently pulled the hood aside and flicked his tongue against it in a preset sequence, as though he was entering some cheat code into his Sega Megadrive. And it really was a cheat code to unlocking her juice factory.
Ben slowly inserted his finger. She was wet. Much wetter than in the shower. He smirked to himself. He knew almost all her weak spots. He probed around for the exact same area that he was stimulating just a little while ago.
C: Don’t. Please. I can’t. I want you in me.
Ben looked up.
B: Patience my dear. I’ll pleasure you like no man has.
He resumed his medley of licks and finger thrusts to her rising crescendo of moans.
Christine was so much more responsive as compared to Grace. Not to mention her much larger globes. His finger still torturing her lovehole, he moved north towards the fleshy mounds. Latching on to a nipple, he licked and sucked it like an infant, feeling her nipple harden almost instantaneously.
Christine instinctively reached for his hardon, grabbing at it and wanking it hard. Ben slapped her hand away.
B: You do not touch the sex god without permission.
C: I understand.
He resumed his three-pronged attack, frenching her while fondling her boobs and fingering her pussy.
Christine thought she was going to pass out from the intense sensations.
C: Please stop torturing me. I want it inside.
B: You want me to fuck you hard?
C: Yes please.
He quickened his fingering, intent on making her squirt again.
C: No! Not on the bed!
Ben did not care and Christine could not hold it in anymore.
The velocity of her ejaculation was so great that it landed on the nearby wall.
B: Wow.
C: Fuck you Ben. Now I have to change the sheets.
B: Fuck me? Sure…
He looked down.
B: But you’ll have to make me hard first.
Christine looked at him with a somewhat evil glint in her eyes as she pushed him down onto the bed.
C: With pleasure.
A: I can’t. I really can’t.
Brenda was both shocked and disappointed. No guy had ever turned her down like this. Especially not when he was at the entrance and the door was wide open.
B: Are you fucking kidding me?
A: Look. I made a promise to someone I really care about. And I intend to keep it. Whether she kept her end of the promise doesn’t matter to me.
Brenda shook her head.
B: You are a rare breed. Stupid too. Extremely stupid.
A: Yeah. I know.
B: But impressive. I’m actually more turned on by the fact that you can reject me like this. And for that, I’ll respect your decision and not rape you right here.
A: That’s good.
B: And because you have this much self-control, guess what I’m gonna do?
A: What?
Brenda got off him but did not take her hand off his pole. She bent forward and deliberately licked his shaft from the base to the head, twirling her tongue around it a couple of times before wrapping her lips around it, creating a vacuum and sucking hard. Her other hand cupped his balls while she stroked him whike sucking hard on the head.
B: I want you to cum in my mouth. Give me your hot sperm.
A: What?
Brenda wanked him furiously.
B: Give me some protein. I’ll need it for later.
Alex looked at her incredulously.
A: Do you do this with all the new trackers?
B: Nope. Only the ones who catch my eye.
A: And how many is that?
B: Strangely, you’re the second. This first succumbed so easily. And came within minutes of penetration. And he claimed he wasn’t a virgin.
A: I see.
B: You sure know how to control yourself. Or am I doing it wrongly?
A: Nope. You’re doing fine. Maybe I’m nervous.
B: Perhaps you would like to explore the warmth and wetness of my pussy?
A: No thanks.
B: Then can you cum faster? Training is starting soon. Can you tell me how to do it better?
A: Er? Go faster? Tighter grip? More saliva?
Brenda did as she was told and slowly but surely, Alex felt the sensations building.
B: Tell me when you’re cumming ok? I want it in my mouth.
A: Ok.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on the feelings around his cock. Brenda was really good at it, but somehow he was not really getting there. Perhaps he was just too used to Jane. Or his promise to her was holding him back.
He grabbed her hand.
A: Stop. I’ll do it. Lie down.
He knelt over her and masturbated furiously, letting his hand perform its magic. Brenda grabbed her breasts.
B: Cum for me baby.
A: I’m cumming.
Brenda opened her mouth wide to catch his flow. The second the first shot erupted, she pounced, taking his shaft into her mouth, sucking hard.
A: Oh fuck. Don’t.
Alex tumbled forward, and Brenda followed, her mouth never leaving his cock. Alex shot a total of three times. Brenda refused to let go of him and latched on to him like a leech sucking the sweetest of blood. Alex felt his knees go weak and he just lay there, letting her suck out all of his man juice.
Brenda swallowed audibly after slurping up the proteins from his meat stick.
B: Get dressed. Training begins soon.
Alex got up unsteadily. While he had cum in Jane’s mouth before, she never was this daring in sucking him dry. It was a new experience for him.
B: You’re quite tasty. Good diet?
A: I guess.
B: Keep it that way. I want a regular serving of protein.
A: What?
B: I will suck you dry. As and when I want to. And you can’t do anything about it.
A: Why not?
B: Because you know you want it too.
She was right. Alex did want it. But not as much as he wanted to be with Jane.
B: Get ready. I wanna see just how good you are on the track.
A: I’m a thrower.
B: Field then.
She faced him and pulled aside her vest, intentionally flashing him.
B: I know you want these too.
Alex felt a stirring down below but tried his best to put it out of his mind. He definitely could not afford to screw up the first training.
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First time logging in in 17 days. Still no update.
Writer’s block after holiday. Lol.
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Hahaha you need me to unblock for you? I have a secret stash of assorted plumbing tools.
That seriously sounds creepy…
But let me kill the cat….
What kind of tools?
Christine hungrily gobbled up Ben’s rod. She loved how her man’s (in this case, boy) penises grew exponentially in her mouth as she swirled her tongue round it. To her, sucking cock felt a little like one-sided french kissing. She recalled practicing her blowjobs on those 10 cents ice lollies that could be bought from the provision shop. In her teenage years, learning about sex was worse than Mathematics C. Hardly any information was available, and she certainly could not ask her mom how she sucked her dad’s cock, if she even did it.
The only sources she had were her friends, the odd dirty magazine that somehow ended up in her possession, and her older male cousin. But she always felt shy asking him.
So the ice lollies were always a good choice.
She remembered the first blowjob she ever gave to her ex. He was her first, obviously, and a decent looker to boot. He was the captain of the track and field team and frankly, she never knew what he saw in her. But she had a massive crush on him. And they had been dating for awhile.
She recalled waiting patiently for him after practice. He always trained a little harder than the rest of the team. He was their captain after all. After his additional training he would proceed to the showers. At that time of the evening, there was hardly anyone left in school.
Christine followed him into the locker room and sat on the bench while waiting for him to shower. The minute he exited the shower stall she pounced on him, kissing him and throwing his towel aside. She kissed him slowly and sensually, working down his toned muscular body. She placed his hands on her large C-cup chest, enticing him to play with them. He was a virgin though, and she was only his second, so his titplay was relatively inexperienced.
She reached his hairy bush and instantly felt a little disappointed.
Were cocks that small? Even the ice lolly was a lot bigger. And she was doing her utmost to arouse him but somehow it was no bigger than her little finger. Maybe he was cold after the shower.
She took his entire member into her mouth. It tasted clean and fresh. She twirled her tongue around it the same way she did while kissing him. He shuddered and grabbed the sides of the bench.
And then it grew. It grew so fast that even Christine was shocked. The first cock she ever had in her mouth. And it was definitely bigger than her little finger. It was fucking bigger than her ice lollies. She gasped as he hit the back of her throat. She fought back a wave of nausea. But at the same time she felt an unfamiliar wetness gathering down below.
She sucked him hard while bobbing her head up and down his thick shaft. She knew what an ejaculation was but never experienced one.
He gasped, and let out a low groan as his balls emptied their contents into her mouth.
The warmth and volume surprised her but she took it like a champ. It was similar to her biting off the top of the ice lolly and sucking the sweet liquid inside. This was a mix between salty and bitter. She swallowed it all. She felt his legs tremble under her.
Wiping her mouth she looked up at him. He had a silly grin on his face.
Her first blowjob was a success. A huge, sticky one.
And it set the stage for her future sexual behaviour.
Back in the present…
If Ben had any sexual problems, the biggest would probably be getting aroused too damn easily.
Christine had barely sucked him for a minute or so and he was already fully hard.
B: Fuck this. I want to fuck you now!
C: So fast? But I barely gave you a blowjob…
B: Lie down.
Christine did as she was told. Inwardly, she was a little nervous. The only thing in her recently was her dildo and her fingers. She craved for a real cock. And now there was on that had a very high chance of making her feel good. However her judgement was based purely on what Ben could do with his fingers. His cock was not overtly huge, long or thick. But she could tell he knew how to use it to his advantage.
Visions of the night she saw a teenaged virgin Ben fuck Grace came flooding back and she began to feel the moisture gathering inside her.
Ben spread her legs, admiring her toned calves and her creamy thighs
B: You have a beautiful pussy. I could eat you all day.
C: Don’t stare at it. I’m shy.
She already felt flushed.
Ben positioned his dickhead at her entrance.
B: Ready?
Christine nodded.
The first thrust caused her to moan loudly. Ben was not as huge as her ex, but given the current state of her sex life, any cock would do. Especially a young virile one like Ben’s.
He pounded her hard and fast just the way he did with Grace. Christine began to lose her senses. Her ex fucked her slow and sensually unless it was a quickie. Ben went straight to it.
Soon she did not even realise she was practically screaming her lungs out with each thrust that entered her.
Ben also did not realise that Christine was an extremely religious person, given the amount of times she called out to god. Her sex god.
Unfortunately for Ben, his long period away from a pussy coupled with his horniness was a major contributing factor to how quickly their first pe$$$$$tive sexual encounter lasted.
Within minutes, streams of hot semen filled Christine’s insides as her vaginal muscles involuntarily milked his cock dry.
He collapsed onto her fleshy pillows, gasping for breath. Christine, too, was struggling to catch her breath. Her dry throat did not help matters much. She cradled his head in her bosom.
C: God, that was good, but a little too fast?
B: Sorry, out of touch. Will try harder next time.
C: You better.
B: I’m the sex god. You can count on that.
C: I’ll be waiting.