I also had a tiny bit of empathy my father did not have. I still had my share of one-night stands and short relationships like my father did, but much...fewer and farther between. Looking back, I always felt slightly guilty for the women I had used.When Doug passed away a couple of years back, I just quit cold turkey and decided to stay single. My motivation to do much of anything kind of went out the window after that.After getting ready, I dressed back into some comfortable sweats and stumbled. “NOT THERE!” Her shriek was loud as his hands pushed her legs back farther until she rolled into a ball. The tongue traced a path along her slit and over her perineum, but it didn’t stop there. It found the groove of her crack and moved down until it stopped on her anus, sending the muscles into uncontrollable spasms. She could feel his cold nose pressed against her anus as if he were trying to enter her with his snout, then the tongue began to press harder against her anus. She clenched her. "Even if there was, it was a long time ago. I don't have this idea at all now." Why?" She was puzzled."Well... how should I put it, those who are hanging on to their boyfriends but are not allowed to touch them are mostly just for the money paid by the boyfriend, or to enjoy the pleasure of being served by others, but you obviously don't fit the two , we have been together for more than three years, you will be angry if I buy you a more expensive gift, but you bought that ps5, and you didn’t. His hand was on the back of my head slowing pushing my head lower and lower on his cock. I continued sucking until it hit the back of my throat. I couldn’t breath and was gagging so hard. I pushed him off of me. “I’m sorry,” I whimpered. “I can’t do it. You’re too big to fit.”“Well if you can’t get me off with your hand or your mouth I know what you’re going to need to do” He said. Then he commanded me, “Lie down.”Trembling I lay down on the floor. I thought I knew what he was going to.