Ibarely tasted it. But it made me gag. I started hitching, as some of itseemed to go down the wrong throat. I began to heave, even as hecontinued, and...then, maybe from my bucking and snorting and suffocating,he came and as he came, he laughed uproarisly. "That's your money,honey. Gag on it."He threw me down, and squirted some of his come on my pretty wig as Ilaid there, gagging.Master Jason kicked me once, it didn't hurt and I was distracted bytrying to find my breath and out of side glance, I. I decided not to delete anything with the intention of checking what she was looking at. Sure enough, the next Saturday, some more sites were added. It seemed that every Monday she spent a large part of the day looking at porn. Although shocked and angry I didn’t say anything but looking at these sites had me jerking off thinking that maybe she was masturbating to them. I started to notice subtle changes about that time. One night while engaged in the usual foreplay I noticed her crutch was. I was going to say something but instead I walked up behind her and touched her shoulder making her jump. She turned around and hit me. Then she said," You butthead, you scared me." I smiled and grabbed her a cup then I started making her pancakes for breakfast. She stood next to me and said," Pancakes, my favorite." She did a little dance where she swayed her hips and lifted her arms above her head and swayed back and forth with her eyes closed. I saw that when she did this her tee-shirt. Uske muh ki garamahi janke itna sukun mila k kya batau..Me:ab to firse chus sakata hu na chut??She:okkk….Aramse katna mat..Me:69 aa jao..Fir hum 69 aa gaye..Hum dono itne chat rhe the k usne mera lund apne muhse nikal k jorse chillana shuru kar diyaShe:jjjjjjjjaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn m cuming again…Plz dont stop..Plz plz…Ohhh shittttttttttt….Yesssssss…Yessssssss…Jorse……Yes……..Hold me……Tight…..Yeahhhhhhhhh….Or firse wo mere muhme chhut gayi…Chhutte barabr uthi or sidhi hoke mere lund k upar beth.