The 2 minutes were up and Pam seemed to not care but Ted sat back and the game continued. I lost and Ted won, hell I just stood and faced Pam and said...“you remove them.” She went to the zipper and unsnapped my jeans and slowly pulled them down. She was about a foot in front of me and I really wanted her to take my erect cock and do as she wanted but she did stroke me as the jeans went to the floor. It was really getting interesting now. The next hand Liv lost and I won………”Darling the dare or. I had enough on my plate to worry about for the foreseeable future.I put the legal pad down and thought about things. I was starting to feel less of the emotional turmoil that I had felt during and following the divorce in that 'other' time line. I still did not feel courageous enough to take on all of my adversaries and set about in a scorched earth policy; after all, I had never demonstrated that kind of forcefulness before in my life. But I was now actually feeling just a little bit in. My fingers felt a smooth, hard cock. I was very excited. I smoothed it gently before standing up and told me to put off his pants.I did this without hesitation, and a huge cock popped up to me. I do not know how big it is, but I guess it is 8.5-9 inches long and thick. He smiled as he saw that I could see nothing from the sight of his masculinity. I just could not believe that when I grabbed this fat BBC with my little white hands. I had both my hands on a cock, slowly squeezing. Move up and. No sooner than she did that, that she puked into the open end of the funnel, flooding my mouth with her putrid vomit.She gasped for a moment, then went "Urp!" and puked again.The smell of vomit in the air, and the taste in my mouth, made me want to vomit, but she was holding the funnel firmly in my mouth forcing my jaw open.She knelt there in front of the toilet (me) for about five minutes before standing, rinsing the funnel off in the sink, and returning to bed.Well, I had become so accustomed.