She couldn't even speak simply to beg.And then it came again. This time it seemed even worse. It seemed to last a lifetime, her vaginal muscles stretc...ed and contorted as the current seared through her. A welcome blackness began to envelop her, and she thought, please God, let me die.But of course, Manuel and his men were far too experienced to let that happen. When they revived her, with cold water and slaps to the face, the prod was still deeply embedded in between her thighs. Despite. She and her friends have concocted several recipes overthe years. Things like: Fecal Fetuccini, Bangers and Mush, Shit LentilSoup, Turd In The Hole. I will rarely ever meet her friends. I am onlyto give real toilet service to my Goddess. The ladies will simply bekeeping the freezer full of their tasty dishes so that I never run out offood.Today, though, you tell me your going to prepare a special treatfor me for being such an obedient fuck hole for your tranny friends.You wonder if you should. I want you to give me pleasure as muchas you can. By doing that you will receive pleasure in return. OK?" Yes, my darling." I told her as I got on the bed and knelt with my headbetween her outstretched needs.How delectable her bare pussy looked and I began to kiss my way down herthigh toward that target. As my tongue slid across the folds of her labiafor the first time I looked up into his eyes and saw him watching me witha smile on his lips before his thighs closed on my head. I was enclosedin. Beside up to now she had been dating Tom on a regular, steady basis.“Thanks again!” she said. “Saturday night you had probably better watch Emily over here. I might be pretty late.”She released the hug and sat back in her chair.“Are you all right?” I asked.“Yeah, I’m ok. Break-ups are hard,” she said. “Thanks for listening.”I took that as my signal to get up and leave. I walked to the door and down to my apartment. My thoughts were on when to ask Jessie on a date without her still being on the.