You widen you stance and feel your juices coatingthe black bulb. Instinctively you lower yourself a little and feel itnudge past your nether lips. Kha...i smiles knowingly, smugly. "You'vebrolled your enemy then watched without outrage or outcry as your twomost loyal followers were forced to perform degrading sexual acts beforeyou. I saw you. You wanted to join them." And if I did, what of it?" You ask as you lower yourself purposefullyonto her pommel. You keep your eyes on hers and smile with no. Even at 17.In her senior year her father had become indigent do to Alzheimer's and now was in full time assisted living. Sybil loved him as a daughter and had taken care of him for as long and as best she could, but after he could no longer work, and she could not leave him alone. She realized that this was best for him and was the only way he could be cared for. The problem was that all of his income was now going toward his care, leaving little for Sybil! The school and several of the. It did have a pleasing logic to it because I would get to try it out,tell myself it was fine,i'm not turning gay but making sure I was turning gay.Plus,imagining a penis in my mouth was hot when it's not real wasn't an issue but taking a male in my mouth for real would feel all wrong and put me off even thinking about it ever again.I couldn't see that one significant,fatal flaw with it.His cock tasted so damn good,nothing could have felt more right in my mouth than his penis or his pubes. I was lucky to be alive. But, sometimes problems are only problems if they are ignored. Sometimes problems can become opportunities. And, eventually that was the case here.During her evening of ranting and raving, and calling me every name in the book, she actually became aware that our sex life was in the shitter. We had stopped communicating a long time ago. She had no idea that I needed more. But, before the night was over we began talking. Probably for the first time in quite a while. And,.