" Andrew grabbed Michelle's hair and pulled her head back. "No hands. Put them behind your back, lock your elbows like before," instructed Andrew. "Th...t's it," said Andrew as he held onto Michelle's head, one hand scooping her hair into a bunch, the other hand held under her jaw. "Just hold that position. I'm going to fuck your mouth now." Andrew brought his cock to Michelle's mouth. Michelle had to lift herself up onto her knees, her hands still behind her back as Andrew forced his way in. He. Either way it was in my mouth. It was bigger than my boyfriend's, but had a similar texture. He started fucking my mouth really hard, sliding in and out faster and faster, he started to pull my hair, and his dick was so big I started choking so much. He kept going even though he knew I was choking, he came into my mouth and it spilled out of my mouth and onto the bed. I was still laying on the bed, cum all over my face. He began to zip up his pants when I got up and grabbed him com behind.. It was a silly thought, but he knew he had a concussion and figured it was just par for the course.“Hmm, interesting,” Zel muttered from behind him. He waited, in the hopes that she would say more.She didn’t.“What?” he finally asked her. “Is my brain hanging out? If so, it serves me right. Try and push only the smart part back in, please.”“Does this hurt?” She did something and he winced as a sharp pain shot through his skull, then faded.“A bit, but not too bad. What is ... oh?” Zel’s hand. I saw her set a bowl on the table for me and I sat down as she followed with one for herself."Coffee's on, too. By the time you finish your cereal." We ate, talking, smiling, then she collected the bowls and silverware and returned with two mugs of coffee."Babe, you don't have to wait on me." I know," she said, "but you're going to go to work all day and I'm going to stay here until one and then go to the library and read books to kids. I'd feel guilty." Don't," I said. "but I appreciate this..