"Swallow, you cunt, get the fuck food you've been craving, you degenerate cum whore!" I panted, ready to shoot"Yesss... take it, cum whore!" Darin fin...lly burst out." Your cock master is gonna choke you with that big horse cock in your dirty slut throat you nympho cock addict!" "Swallow it all, you fucking cock hound! Happy now, Andrea? Are you happy choking on your new cock, you nympho cunt?"Andrea could only make a long muffled moan with her windpipe plugged, her wide mouth a grimace around. Lily looked up at her friend with a small smile. ‘What’s wrong?’ Lily asked. ‘I look like shit,’ Grace whined. ‘You just look nervous. Come on, let’s get you in your dress and then I’ll fix your hair and makeup,’ Lily told Grace. She helped Grace into her dress and watched as Grace settled down onto the stool. Grace tried to not to fidget as Lily began pulling the rollers from her hair. Soft curls cascaded down over Grace’s shoulders and Lily scooped some of Grace’s hair and tied a pale pink. Perhaps it was a wrong number, but as the unfound phone continued to ring persistently, he rummaged through his work papers and junk to find the receiver simply to end this confounding irritation. At last he found the phone cord and roughly jerked the receiver from under a pile of books.Moriarty: "Hello, who's this, you have the wrong number." He said crossly.He was greeted by a vaguely familiar feminine voice: "Good evening, is that Professor Moriarty please?"Moriarty was amused that this. She didn't have the energy to take care ofme or even notice I was there. My birthday was also forgotten.I know that mom will get better, and I would just be a supporting son.This was not the major problem I had.It all started on my birthday, I said my prayers and was in my bedfeeling sorry for myself. You will not believe me when I say this, but agirl was suddenly walking around my room. She was very pale with messyhair. I could see she was about my age and she was crying. I told her shewas in.