. Armand didn't want Sharon mentally or emotionally damaged; her peculiar makeup, while not necessarily reality- based, had served them both well for ...early two decades, and, if possible, Armand didn't want it rattled too much. But the damage may have already been done... Armand was an instinctive psychologist with a couple of decades' worth of experience in both reading and manipulating people -- he knew that if anyone was going to preserve things as they were, it would have to be him;. After cleaning it by towel, I saw there is no further discharge. I relieved.Next day, I went to school and told my best friend Angelina about last day’s incident. She laughed like anything and told me that it is quite natural and everything is alright. Definitely, Angelina was more knowledgeable then me as she was elder to me by one year. I asked her, how you know this. She told that she know it by reading this in sex magazines. I asked her whether she has any practical knowledge of sex. She. I looked up and saw her move a little, eyes closed, young breasts swaying slightly. My tongue went back and forth, then up and down, slowly getting faster, and harder, working her into a frenzy. I moaned in pleasure at this young beauty’s expressions, her bliss making me hard again. ‘Don’t stop, sir,’ she begged. ‘I’m gonna cum for you!’ I went hard and fast, making her shake a little, then slowed down to tease her, and keep her near orgasm. She moaned and groaned, and squirmed a little,. I felt strange at first, my legs spread wide with this man I never met between them. The strange feeling was soon replaced with feelings of pleasure as he continue to take my cock deeper into his throat now that I was in this open position. I couldn't help but kick my legs every time he deepthroated me but he was strong and kept my legs spread wide. I have to admit that it kinda felt good being 'forced' to stay put and take what was happening to me, so I took it. Eventually I went limp and.