“Shhhhhh- you need not fear. I don’t loathe, regret, or feel any way like that. We are a part of each other- we share the same flesh and blood, ho...e; so many of our own memories are the same,” he turned John over to lie in his arms, kissing his tears away. John reveled in that warmth, that loving patience that was his beloved. Against Virgil’s warm, broad, vital chest, he could feel his tears ebbing, comfort replacing the chasm of fear that his anxiety had opened up. “Here, blow your nose,”. " I started to say 'You've no proof' but, before I could finish, he pointed behind me. I turned round and looked on top of the metal cupboard to see the unforgiving lens of a CCTV complete with hostile winking red light pointing down at me." The whole world has video now!He advanced round the desk removing a pair of handcuffs from his belt.Submissively, I held out my armsbut he only fixed a cuff to one wrist then moved me towards the door where he attached the other bracelet to the metal arm of. I did in fact gag this time, but kept down on him. I began moving in an up and down motion on him, loving every moan I heard. “Fuck baby, keep going.” So that was exactly what I did. Soon the base of him was in my throat, and I worked through each gag, doing my best to breathe through my nose. I kept going with this, until there were tears running down my cheeks, and saliva dripping off my chin. “Alli, stop.” “Why?” I asked, pulling off of him, feeling as if I was doing poorly. “I am going. .. if you'll let me."Buffy replied by pulling her back down on top of her and kissing her deeply. Faith brushed her hands down over her breasts, feeling Buffy's nipples harden. She trailed kisses down her neck and then took a nipple into her mouth, Buffy moaning at the contact.Faith stood and leaned in-between Buffy's legs against the bed, staring intensely at the smaller girl while she pulled off her boots. Then she kicked off her own and moved her hands up Buffy's thighs, stopping at the.