I'd gulped it all down the second he pulled his cock out of my mouth."Wow, you are really enjoying this now aren't you," she quipped."Wow, where do yo... think you're going?" she said "I still have one more guy for you to drain," and with that, I heard the stall open on the other side.I gazed through the gloryhole for a few seconds before out from the side walked my next cock. He was a very tall black man."I saved you the best for last," she said to me with a bit of snicker."I hope you're ready. Are you happy with the results?" Oh, yeah!" Out of curiosity, did you bring any pictures of yourself from before the therapy began?" I did. Would you like them now?" Not quite yet. Honestly, I'm not sure we're going to want to see them, but I was wondering if we'd get a sense of the 'before-and-after' on your path to your current body size." That seems fair. I've got one question for you, if you don't mind." What's that?" Since I'm a journalist, may I report on my testimony, or will it be. I mean, she’s nice enough, and she’s always going out of her way to make Chris and me welcome. But she broke up my parents’ marriage, so there was no way I was going to like her. At least not this soon. I thought that maybe Chris could seduce her, but that wasn’t going to happen. Chris had flat out said he wasn’t playing, and besides, he felt about her the same way I did. And it would be safer to leave her out. Me making a pass at Dad would just be inappropriate. If both of us did it, that. Wo apana lund mere kapado k bahar se meri chikani gand par ragad raha tha.muze kafi acha lag raha tha.or me sone ka natak karne laga.thodi der baad usaneApana hath mere lund par rakh diya,or sehalane laga,or sath hi apana lund meri gand me ragadana jari rakha.ab me out of control ho chukka tha usaka continuously ragadana bohot hi pagal bangaya ki.Akhir mene apane pent ka nada khol diya.jisase wo mere gand me apana lund thus sake.ab me meri pent dhire dhire niche karane laga or sone ka natak.