I told him he was easy tofollow and I was enjoying myself also. Which wasn't a complete lie. As theevening wore on I was beginning to relax and enjoy ...yself.After several more drinks and dances Jill told Dan we should leave but shewas feeling a little tipsy and was afraid to drive. Dan suggested he driveher home and Jim and I could follow in his car.I was nervous as Jim helped me into his car and got behind the wheel. Iwas grateful for the center console between us. He was gentleman as hedrove. Now I respect him for whatever he did. If he was happy being worried, sad, lonely, sick, I am happy for him. He died before I could reach him, never told us he had heartburn on exertion. He feared hospitals, but I wish he made an effort to tell me. I could not give him everything. I might have operated him myself, provided better vascularisation, extended his life, decreased his misery a bit. I ll never know.He loved us the way he could, I guess we did the same too. But, but, but as long as I m. .." Batista groans as he thrusts his cock upward into Nikki's pussy as she bounces up and down on his thick, rock hard shaft. "Ohhhh...mmmm yeah...you like that, don't you?" Nikki lustfully moans as she tosses her head back and rakes her fingernails against his muscular chest as she smoothly rocks back and forth, swaying her gorgeous body perfectly. Meanwhile, MVP is laying on the locker room bench with Brie on top of his cock while John Cena is still behind her, this time thrusting his. I watched closely as the proverbial snake made its way out through the hole created with my finger and thumb and like a cobra, spit its venom directly at me, coating the corner of my mouth. I backed up a bit and fluttered my eyes but held my grip. I looked up at him and his face was slightly contorted as if he were in pain but it was obvious, it was all pleasure. “Shit!” He shouted and jerked back. I quickened my strokes on him and pointed his cock straight up but I was too late as he shot a.