My lips were being ripped to the size of her girth. I could almost feel them bleeding from being ripped. She had moved that hand and had it resting on...the side of her hard firm ass cheek and used it to help her buck her hips to make things worse for me by now using my face like a pussy.I kept gagging and slurping at the same time. She now was pulling my head off the end of her cock and then pummeling the entire length of her maleness down my throat, not giving a damn about my welfare or if I. It ricochetedoff the elevator wall and hit Jesse to the side of the head. Jesseimmediately fell to the ground stunned. The quarterback quickly openedthe elevator doors and ran out. The doors closed behind him.Jesse felt his head as he barely kept consciousness. His vision wasblurry and blood was started to get into his eyes. He had a massiveheadache and felt like he was about to pass out. "How could I havemissed?" he asked himself.His wound closed up and his headache disappeared. Jesse. And there's no sign of any of the antibodies. I just got the word from Doctor Macmillan this afternoon." He studied Barbara's face for a hint into her thinking."The doctor told me ninety-six or ninety-seven percent of the time, HIV shows up between... uh... two and twelve weeks after exposure was what he said... and I'm way past that, Barbara. There are some very rare occasions when it won't show up until the six-month point, but Doctor Mac isn't concerned about that where I'm concerned. He. Even on the nights that Heather was home, we often ended up down in the basement suite hanging out with Rick. It was cool to slack off a bit, don't get me wrong. He had comfortable furniture and some seriously nice entertainment hardware. Every once in a while, it's kinda nice to zone out with a beer or two and watch a movie, or play some video games. I just couldn't live like that long-term. Besides, I was getting impatient for a little one-on-one time with Heather."Don't worry, " Heather.