I came a second time as he came, and I collapsed on the exam table because my legs were too weak to hold me up. Dr. Ryan gave me one more deep thrust...before pulling out and backing up to clean himself off.“Well, let’s see how that does for you,” he said nonchalantly. “Feel free to clean yourself and stop by the front desk to make another appointment next month.”He left shortly thereafter while I was still collapsed on the table. I laid there with my head spinning and my cock dripping. There were a lot of us... I need to hurry! I can feel it’s almost my time! I need to tell you these things!I don’t have any idea what I’m saying except that I know... I Have To Tell You!Now I know I died! I can tell.Everything feels different. Take my eyes, for instance. My eyeglasses fell off in the stampede, but I can see just like I had a brand new prescription pair. Better than that, maybe. It’s better than even before I needed glasses. Then there is my bad leg, where my Dad hit me with the. "I'll say. Look at you. And you're the artist." Hey, I do it because I enjoy it. Turns me on big time." That's just as obvious from the work as it is from the state of your cock," said Saul. "Will, here's what I want to do. I think your stuff is great enough that you can sell it for good money. You aren't sure. How about I send some of these drawings to people I know who can give you an objective opinion?" Well, I don't have a problem with that. But, suppose, just suppose they say it's. If not then we are through"As the line goes dead Saim, now hyperventilating like a heavy breathing caller, grabs hold of the line, rips it from the socket and throws the phone against the wall. On hearing the phone explode into minute pieces, his guards, standing outside the door, rush in.With a head full of sweat, eyes bulging and mouth drooling Saim screams at the men"What the fuck is going on. Within three days we have lost two of our biggest buyers and have had two shipments hit on the way.