"Are you sure?" Dutch asked, arching a brow. "Because you're trying awfully hard to keep his happiness in tact for someone who is just friends with him." Dutch said, shrugging his shoulders. Mr. Miyagi was waiting them by the garage, a small smile on his face. Dutch looked at him askance.
His head fell back, and his toes curled into the carpet. Then he exploded, his fingers tugging on her hair lightly. "Fuck, babe!" He gasped, it was so hot when she swallowed his jizz.