I stood before her, still solidly erect. She looked up at me, took my dripping helmet into her mouth and began sucking. My legs were apart and as I lo...ked down I saw that someone had slid a web cam on a selfie stick underneath me. On the monitor, the view from below us showed the underside of Honey’s chin and her bottom lip curled forward and stretched around my shaft as her head moved backwards and forwards. I squatted down slightly so she could look at the camera and the effect was exciting. " Mystic Man grabbed the reel and started makinggestures over it while speaking in an unknown language.A few seconds later he was done. "Now remember, Holly,hold this only by the handle or you'll get caught in itas well." She took the cable reel from him and waited for therobot to stop and zap someone looking at it from anapartment window. When it resumed walking, she casuallysauntered across the street, letting the cable outbehind her. As she expected, the robot didn't pay anyattention to. That got me out of the mood. I’m going home.” “We don’t have to. I’m sure we can go somewhere else.” I said. “ Naw..that’s ok. It’s not your fault and besides its getting late. Lets hang out another time if that’s alright?” I couldn’t changed her mind so I said okay. So she drop me of at my house and I was able to sneak back in the house without waking my folks up. It wasn’t until Thanksgiving Eve, two days after our first outing, when I got a message from Tiffany saying “ So….you want to try. Taking hold of the back of her neck, I force her face down onto the bed. At the last moment, she twists and tries to kick at my balls. Her balance and angle are off and she misses completely.I try to be gentle with her. She thrashes in my grasp and as I pull her until her whole body is on the bed. Her feet beat at the mattress harmlessly, but her moans become quieter and more regular as her sobbing and fighting relax into a steady outpouring of grief. Stepping up over her, I sit on her back,.