‘Why so glum about it, Ethan?’ his friend asked. ‘It wasn’t long ago that you were chomping at the bit and I had to hold you back.’ Ethan no...ded to acknowledge Jarrod’s point. ‘It’s different now,’ he admitted. ‘The School Board will be forced to reply. They’ll protect O’Toole. It will be according to the Sentinel’s dictates. We’re not ready yet—we could lose. I wanted it to be according to my timetable.’ ‘If you recall, that was my advice when you started this,’ Jarrod reminded him. ‘And, by. "He really did a job on you! I bet I could get my whole hand in there, now."We both looked at Bud. He looked so proud he might burst any second. He lay there unselfconsciously pulling on his cock to show it off.I took a sip of coffee. It was nice and hot. I rolled the hot liquid around in my mouth before swallowing it. Then I leaned over and kissed the head of Bud's cock. He held it up for more attention and I sucked the soft head into my mouth.The look on his face was priceless. He didn't jerk. Reed, I'm sorry. I'm so terribly sorry.” “It can't be. He can't, it's not possible. He's going to wake up. We had hopes, I can't. Just please.” My head is spinning, I can't take everything in. I know I haven't let him explain. I'm not sure I can. I haven't allowed myself to face this kind of truth. I've known deep down, but I've managed to suppress it. I can't allow it to be something that can happen. Not to me, not to my Rob. My husband, the man I'm in love with. The outer edges of my eyes. I run my soft cheeks along the length of your shaft, every once in a while, flicking my tongue out to trail saliva and lubricate your thickness. I open my mouth wider, sticking my tongue out, trying to lick your mushroom head, and then circle back down. Your hand presses against my forehead stopping me from succeeding to steal anymore sweet treats. In a Domly stern manner you said" No baby doll, you know the rules, you have to ask for my permission before you can kiss my cock." My.