" She dived back onto my cock taking me deep in her mouth and used her hands to beat me off. She could only take about half the length, and she gagged...several times at that, but she worked hard to pleasure me, breathing deeply through her nose, her hands pumping, occasionally looking up to enjoy the sight of me hypnotized by the show occurring at my waist. She pulled back a bit and licked up and down my shaft before playing with my balls. She took each in her mouth, tugging and sucking gently,. That is what she would do. She'd put those pictures out of her mind,too . . . the ones in VIVA . . . Randy and that Oriental girl . . . No!, not Randy . . . somebody else . . . Randy got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Her face was turned away from him and he kept stroking her hair and whispering comforting words, over and over . . . Then he stroked her shoulder again, and hersoft, bare arm. His hand was warm; his touch was delicate, deft. Itfelt so good to be caressed by this handsome,. They lead away from her and right into the forest. “Is this where I have to go?” she asks herself. “Ugh, I have got to stop talking to myself.”With a shake of her head, she crumples up the paper and tosses it to the ground. Then she takes her first step forward to what she hopes is the way to Hazel and her mother.Penelope’s trek only takes a few hours, but in that time night has fallen. It is more like a twilight than actual night, yet dark enough to the point that she is about to consider. 'Whatever' i thought, 'that's why i got toys and fingers.' Then...faintly, i heard a gagging noise coming from the living room. At first i was confused. Gagging? Was someone being sick in the living room? I got up and went to my door, peeking into the living room. It was actually the opposite of being sick. Standing in my living room was Gs with his dick balls deep in my mothers mouth. She was on the floor, leaning up against the couch as Gs thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. I gasped..