After about five minutes of deep-throating, I pulled his sopping wet dick from my mouth. My throat felt like it had been cut open and left to dry so I...decided to not do any deep-throating anymore till I got used to it. I licked the dickhead over, first with the tip of my tongue, then with my entire tongue, making him moan like a female in heat. I bit the stem of the penis and he yelped. “Bitch, about time I got rough with your man-danglers!” I told him and punched him hard in his balls while. He felt his sister through the Force and prepared a meditative position to help him to communicate with her... and his body. His sister's body lacked the years of training, which would make such long distance communication possible, however, and Leia lacked the education in the Force to use his body to send a message to him. Since he was unable to transfer back, he carried out the mission by calling the leaders of the senate and passing the vital information to the proper authorities!It took. Haha I had a sudden urge to get back to San Diego. Shit! Can't believe she loves that story. It's filthy. I was drunk off my ass writing it and hornier than fuck. I kept picturing her naked. I wanted to do dirty things to her all night long. I paced back and forth the length of the deck, long fingers ruthlessly shoving through my hair. My hands gripped the railing, and I watched the sun rise over the water. I wrote every damn idea I had that night. Only some made it into that story. I have a. He's gone!" "Don't go getting yourself upset." He said trying to calm her.Becky continued unabashed by the conversation going on outside her door. "I'm happy you stopped by and if you'd like to leave a message I'd be happy to return your call as soon as I get home." That line echoed in Gary's ears with a hollow kind of irony. I wonder how many messages are in there; if he really expected his dead wife to come back and answer them for him? He could imagine the magnetic storage running out of.