I don’t want to have my heart pulled out through my throat again. I don’t want to watch them die again. Please, God, is that too much to ask?I fee... so miserable. It’s not enough that I had to go say goodbye to Angel, I had to deal with all the drama, too.Two jerks at a funeralThe funeral was at one o’clock. I guess they set these times so people can take a late lunch and still get back to work for most of the afternoon. I went into the office with Maizie after stopping for a cookie for her at. ." He slapped my ass again. "Tell me, Martha, I have to get back to the game." I related my current fantasy: "I fantasize that you come back in, but don't turn on the light, and fuck me from behind, in the dark, I can't see anything, and gagged, I can't say anything. You go back downstairs after fucking my tied-up, helpless body. Ten minutes later, you come in and fuck me again with the lights off." I paused, and he slapped my ass again to get me to keep going. I felt so dirty. "Tom, in my. ." ... have an orgasm when the one you're loving does," Jeremy finished for Van.Van let out another low chuckle and stared forward again. "How the heck do you think I survive with your mom and Lillian? Your mom passed out and took Lillian with her; otherwise, I don't think I would have had the strength to get out of bed this morning. That enhancement thing seems to have worked on them as well as us. Adriana wasn't this, uh, excited when we first got together those many years ago." I have three. “So you didn’t have anything to do with this? But you sat there and watched us. You didn’t say anything…You …you enjoyed watching me get fucked. I saw you rubbing your cock, it was as hard as I have seen it in years…I am blown away by this. I had no idea.” Gerald spoke up “don’t be to surprised baby. I have had many white husbands set their wives up with me. They love to watch a big black bull fuck their wives, and the wives…well they”…Gerald wraps his arms around Bonnie’s body and begins to.