However, her eyes were inevitably drawn to the shopping bag I still managed to hold onto.Her feminine eyes recognized the label, "What did you get me?... Who says I got you anything?" I retorted, finally managing to get myself under control."You don't shop there," she pointed out.Feigning reluctance, I handed her the bag. "Smartass," I muttered as she squealed girlishly, seizing her present. Mind you, she's still naked. She handed me the popcorn and dug into the bag, pulling out the shirt."Oo,. Angela Kent reported next and what she had to tell me pulled me out of my sour disposition. The woman had come up with three programming ideas that, while not totally out of the box in thinking, were revolutionary to what the networks had done before. All her ideas called for recruiting volunteer participants from other Earths who needed to fit certain criteria before they were selected. One of the criteria was physical condition. There would be no more pulling old people or physically unfit. "Ohhhh that's amazing Alex, I want to deep throat you forever, to see you gag on my cock for hours on end." I begin to pull my head up to respond to him but before I was able to pull my head up I feel his hand on the back of my head and push me down until my nose was against his belly. Now guided by his hand he starts face fucking me, I can feel his cock entering and exiting my throat each time, fucking my tonsils raw. He continues to push his cock into my mouth faster, and faster, while I look. It wasn't hard work and he was half done after about an hour.As Ben was moving a large box, a smaller box fell to the floor. A bunch of photographs tumbled out. Most of the photos were of Yvonne and the baby, but Ben noticed one in particular where there was another familiar face. He heard a gasp behind him and turned around. Yvonne was looking at him and looking frightened. "You and my dad?" said Ben.It wasn't too hard to get the story out of Yvonne after she stopped crying. While undergoing.