” you sigh. A good sigh. “Does it..feel good?” I ask tentatively. “Are you kidding? Yeah it does! It feels amazing..” you trail off and you... eyes close. So far so good. Each time I stroke my hand up your length my thumb runs over the sensitive spot below the head and your cock jerks slightly. More pre-cum oozes from the tip, and I hear you groan lightly. After a minute or so I’ve decided that I want desperately to make you cum in my mouth. I look at your face, lips parted and eyes closed in. '' l whispered and he slapped my face twice. ''Tell me or l will punish you, last warning'' he said and l knew that he is not paying around. l felt so scared and helpless, not knowing what to say, not sure what will please him and what will make him more angry, what will be enough. l took few calming breaths to stop myself from shaking.''This is making me so wet, my cunt is dripping, l feel so desperate. l want you to play with me, fuck me, use me, abuse me, humiliate me more, use me as you. She wants to be perfect in your eyes. You can't believe the gyrations she went through to figure out who else to bring on this trip so that you would be impressed. Not only that, she's been on a diet since Thanksgiving so that she would have the ideal figure, and you haven't even noticed. Get you head out of the sand and pay attention to her a little, will ya? We spent all last night sitting on the beach with her crying. Not my cup of tea, buddy!" What the hell am I supposed to do now? Caitlin. Our agency had a forty-five-foot boat on the Hudson, and we would be sending it south on the Hudson to assist in any way. I would be the captain. The day was 9/11, 2001.I quickly ran home and got some supplies. I then went back to work and got a ride to the boat and met the rest of the crew. By the time we reached the area, both towers had come down. Dust and debris were everywhere. We ended up staying there for almost a week, doing whatever we could. There were so many agencies represented.