Page 35 of Single Girl Rules #ThreeHeadedMonster

“Well do you have a better idea?” I asked.

“Yes.”

We all stared at him.

“We could uh… Um... Oh! You could blue ball me instead.”

“I would, but you have to be wearing that thong.”

“Someone else could wear it.”

“Nope,” said all the other guys.

“Just let her blow Adonis,” whispered Scooter.

“Uneasy lies the head that sucks the dick,” added Shakespeare.

“See?” I said. “Shakespeare gets it. I’m the one doing all the hard work here.”

“What if she just kisses him?” suggested Ash.

“Sweet, innocent Ash,” I said with a shake of my head. “A kiss would hardly be heinous.”

“I don’t love it,” said Chad. “But a kiss could actually work. As long as it looks like you’re doing it behind my back.”

But I want to blow him! I restrained myself from stomping my foot. And a kiss really did not seem heinous. Although Chad hadn’t specified where I was supposed to kiss him... “Alright,” I said. “I’ll kiss Adonis on the statue while you guys pose in front of it.”

Adonis gave me a lift onto the base of the statue and then hoisted himself up. The rest of the group crowded around the base.

Chad glared back at us.

“Hey!” I said. “No peaking. It’s only heinous if it’s behind your back.”

He turned to face the camera.

“Ready?” asked Slavanka.

“One sec,” I called. Adonis leaned down to kiss me, but I put my hand out to stop him. I unzipped his jeans with my other hand. He looked so freaking excited as I dropped to my knees and yanked his pants down.

Holy. Shit.

I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face at the sight of his massive cock. My guess about it being a foot long hadn’t been far off.

“What’s taking so long back there?” asked Chad.

“Sorry, babe,” I said as I slid my hand along Adonis’ thick shaft. “Just making sure our pose is perfect.” I winked up at Adonis. “I don’t want to have to kiss him twice.” I pushed on Adonis’ hips to turn him a little and then wrapped my lips around his tip. It was so hard not to jam it all the way down my throat, but then the picture wouldn’t capture his beautiful length.

I gave Slavanka a thumbs up.

“Say Kremlin!” she said and snapped the picture.

“Thank God it’s over,” said Chad. He started to tur

n around.

“Wait!” yelled Slavanka. “Picture blurry. Need another.”

God I loved that bitch. I held my pose while she snapped another.

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