Celui qui se trouve en face, me courbe plus encore, pour que je le suce mieux. J'ai énormément de difficulté à assurer ma fellation, tant celui qu... m'encule me défonce avec son énorme chibre. Il me fait sursauter à chaque coup de bite dans le cul, frappant extrêmement fort jusqu'à l'os au fond de mes entrailles. J'ai mal, mais je ne voudrais pour rien au monde qu'il s'arrête… Je dois me mettre sur la pointe des pieds pour encaisser ses allers-retours. Le plaisir se mêle à la douleur anale, il. ”I pushed it across his desk. He flipped rapidly through the first few pages, up to where I got my private license from him a year ago. He slowed down, paying more attention.“You keep flying the mix, don’t you. Micco. I’ve heard of ‘em. Never saw one.”“My friends traded their Pitts S-2 for it.”“You have some interesting friends,” he said.“I don’t know if they’ll keep it, though. They had a baby. I told ‘em they can always borrow our 180. The community NEEDS the Micco. We need SOMETHING. Seeing I had the closest connection to him as he faded into the abyss I fed over to him, "Don't worry. Everything's OK."I could feel his panic as he saw everything go white around him. "No, it's not," he thought to himself in response to the flash, "I'm dead."I tried to continue to assure him he was not dying nor had his host died. Because he'd left us, the connection was briefly broken. I knew we'd reconnect as soon as he reached his destination.I did the best thing I could think of and sped. Please don’t do this to us.”She looked sad and said, “I will always love you Tom. And we are going to grow old together with our grandchildren. But I am leaving for Paris on Monday morning.”That shot a thunderbolt of pure angst through me. I said imploringly, “Is there any way I can talk you out of this?” She gave me the kind of patronizing look that a mother might give a naïve child and said with determination, “It IS going to happen. The arrangements have already been made.”I stood up without.