Once my cock was soaking wet, she kept the head in her warm mouth and began to slide her fist up and down the shaft. She worked it slowly but her grip...was firm and very tight. Any time it began to feel dry she would go all the way down and coat it with spit. During all this, I could feel her tongue swirling around the tip as she delicately stroked me. The sensation was incredible and I couldn’t help but say “It looks like you read a lot of books too.”She actually laughed a little. Something. What everyone talks about is the photo session on the merry-go-round. Uncle Lars says it was the first time he met Aunt Jo, which is silly. They met in the City earlier in the week. Aunt Jo still has the business card he gave her, but she doesn't disagree with him.Sheila:I hate being late, but the crowd was not too put out. Our group made it to the boathouse in reasonable order, then went out to the raft. It is a measure of how much Francine had been effected, that she had nothing to say about. I noticed Mike and Tiffany seemed to be together a lot, almost like they where at their own party. I started to think that was kinda odd, but I had never been to any of their parties. As I strolled by them at one point when they where kinda away from everyone, they seemed to be flirting with each other. That's when I started to think maybe there was something between them. Or maybe I was too drunk, and was reading it all wrong. I decided to head inside a lay down, before I fall down and pass. As hestarted nursing, his eyes wandered over all the things on his wall.The childishly colored pictures that he had done in the restaurants,the plan that Sandy had done for his apartment that would essentiallyturn the whole thing into one big nursery, and of course, his framedcopy of the bet between himself and Mel. The bet that would be overwith very soon.It was Saturday. Next Saturday he would have to be judged to determineif he could indeed control his bladder like he claimed he could. .