Her hands were folded demurely in her lap. Nothing was said for the thirty-five minutes to reach home. I parked in front of the garage and sat for a m...nute. One more time she said, "Pete, I'm going to miss you so much. Think of me sometimes when you're wandering around in the dusty bowels of some old monastery." I will Ginger. You can be sure of that." Ginger got out and ran into the house. Mom had been waiting inside for us."Peter, Ginger was crying when she flew up to her room. What did you. ”This made Karl mad. He shouted at her that she was only his bitch and that he was only loaning her to Herbie and Louie.Now he had her fastened to the table. He took out of his bag a kind of harness contraption. He hooked it around her head and fastened it behind her head. It had hooks that pulled at the corners of her mouth, pulling her mouth way, way open. He pulled the face harness taught.Karl was pleased. “Look, you guys, the bitch is ready now. Look at what we can do.”Kristen was drooling. I can hear Marissa bitching still, but I tune her out and begin to suck on Aiden’s hard prick. I swallow him until the softness of the tip of him hits the back of my throat. I start a suckling slurp on him, making his whole body stiffen. “Shit! I have to go, babe. There is an emergency,” He growls. He hangs up the phone just as I hear her say ‘don’t you dare’. “Oh fuck! Alex, what are you doing to me,” he chokes out the words as I throat fuck him. I don’t answer him. I just let my mouth do all. . But, then again, I guess it's like theysay, great minds tend to think alike." Unsure as to how she really felt about her friend'slatest revelation, a very bemused Mike timidly soughtclarification. "You mean to tell me that you really want meto remain a woman?" "Yes. But, only if you want to, too," John replied ashe deftly inserted his middle finger into the satin slickinnards of his friend's nifty new crevasse crease. "That depends," Mike replied dreamily. "On what?" "On whether or not you.