After having him twist my arm behind my back and threaten to break it, I started wondering what would be a worse thing. I believed he had no intentio... of breaking my arm but he was applying a lot of pressure and I thought to myself that he didn't know how much pressure my arm could take before it would break. I reluctantly gave up and agreed to suck his cock. After giving me strict instructions about how I had better do a good job, he pulled down his pants and shorts. I had never seen. My own hands were resting on the wall on either of my bare ass. I looked back down at her, surprised that almost all of my big cock was down her throat, and she met my eyes with a wink. She was definitely experienced, and she definitely enjoyed doing this. She held her throat consuming my cock for a moment and moved her hands to mine. She guided my hands onto her head and I grasped her long blonde hair in between all my fingers. Then she moved her left hand back to my thigh, and her right again. During their waking hours, they seldom spoke to each other. John came to the conclusion this problem had long been in the making. His thoughts kept returning to the movie and the psychological causes of erectile dysfunction. Thinking of losing his erection, actually made it happen. It was a vicious circle, not being able to perform, kept him from performing. Paula felt it was her fault. Maybe, she had been pushing John too hard. Was it possible he was no longer sexually attracted to her and had. They say a godlike machine left behind on Earth perhaps by the Celtest, awoke and helped humankind to the stars by choosing two hundred humans, giving them special tasks, secret powers and immortality. Richard Stahl was chosen to be the Warrior and boy did that Guardian choose right. I care not so much about the other Immortals that are left but Stahl he is my hero.”“It’s all just myth and story.” someone behind us grunted. “There are no Immortals, no mystic Gods or Entities. It’s propaganda.