He grabbed it, ripped off a portion of it, and dabbed at the corner of his eyes as the accumulation of all the sweat he had garnered was wiped off. �...Man, this game must suck or I’m just that unlucky.”‘Probably the latter’, he thought. Sighing, he closed his PC, attempting, and failing, at dulling the aching pain in his heart, and also staring sadly at his own reflection staring back at him through his monitor.“Hello,” he said to himself, clinging on to the last semblance of his sanity as he. He removed his hands from behind his head and put them around me, hugging me tightly and kissed me on the head.“Are you okay? You seem a bit distant.”“I’m great, champ. Are you okay? That was a rough session.”“I’m fantastic! I’ve never felt better in my life.”“Are you sure? I don’t want to make you comfortable.”“You could never make me uncomfortable. I love pleasing you.”I rose up and gave him a small kiss on his lips and after a brief glance, he drew me in closer, and for the first time,. "Sorry," he apologized quickly. Hereturned his stare to Anya. "So what happened? Did you givehim a shower or something?"Anya fumed silently. "No," she protested. "Nothing like that."She silently pushed her irritation level down. "There wasan...accident. He crashed into the Tropical Waves pool."Greg glanced at Santa, who was nodding, then back at Anya."So now he's...a girl?" He glanced at Santa again. "So why didyou call me?"Santa rose and stomped across the floor, cringing at how. Joey is the owner of TortureThatBitch.com (Don't look this up. I made this up myself. If its a real site, I'm not trying to steal it) where girls are filmed being sexually tortured. You paid to be a member and you got to view live feeds, past videos and even tell them what to do to a girl.For all those nasty girls out there, Joey's cock is about 8 inches fully grown. I'd say he could shoot an average of 20 loads a day without Viagra.As in Joey's personality, he is defiantly the leader. He calls.