”With a hand on her shoulder and the other guiding me, I pushed into her. As I did, I leant over her and whispered in her ear, “I need you too.”... pulled back my hips and slid a little deeper, “I want you,” I gasped.Slowly moving back and forth now, deeper and deeper, until my hips were pushing against hers.“I,” each.“Am,” word.“Yours,” punctuated.“You,” with.“Are,” a.“Mine,” thrust.“Oh, god yes! I’ll claw out the eyes, oh shit! Of any, yes!, Any, fuck! Fucking slut that…”Her legs gave way once. Her face was flushed, her eyes glazed after her orgasm. “Get up,” I commanded her, “you need to be standing for the most important moment in your life.” She didn’t need to, of course, I was just saying that because I always thought sluts must get fucked while standing up, because that’s what they do most of the time anyway. “Wait,” she shrieked, “do you have any condoms?” I laughed harshly, “I’m not about to waste a load in your snatch.” I had condoms, but I’d discovered long ago I could do. A ‘hungry throat’, he called it.3: Practice holding your breath. As the cock slides past the gag reflex point, it would block the windpipe, so you won’t be able to breathe anymore. The only way to deal with that is not to panic and just hold your breath, he had said.4: Keep swallowing, at all times.I had told myself to only text Mark when I was fully able to deepthroat both dildos. So here I went, on my private journey with my 2 new friends. Almost two weeks passed. If I look back at it now,. “Oh”! CJ’s tone was much bleaker suddenly and he behaved like being dejected. “I had planned for going to fishing and wondered if you could join me. It would be very boring if I had to go all by myself”. The disappointment was very obvious in his reply. Perhaps, he did not know, a mentioning of the fishing trip and what it could do to a man. In any and all settings, ‘A bad day at fishing would always be considered better than a good day at work’. Calling in sick for only one day would not.