It was getting me hot. She pulled away for a moment and whispered in my ear. ‘Besides,’ she whispered, ‘Edward doesn’t have a big cock like yo...rs to fuck me with! I fucking need that inside of me, filling up my cunt!’ I didn’t need any more coaching by this point. ‘All right,’ I said, ‘Let’s do it! Let’s fuck, right here and right now!’ ‘Sounds good to me,’ she said as she started to unlace her corset. Gracefully, she slipped it off, revealing her small, but firm and perky, breasts.. It became a fairy tale just at the edge of reality and you gladly romped among the colored flowers and clouds, thinking only of the rewards and not the jeopardy. After all this was online and it meant nothing. Right? Just pretend people with pretend feelings. So, ask yourself then, why does it hurt? There’s not supposed to be hurt when you pretend. What’s that all about? Suddenly the colored flowers and clouds have morphed into a dimly lit room, wall to wall carpeting and a laptop now too. How come confronting with the tiniest of them all anxious him the most?“Hi”, finding the words for a seven years old child happened to be a task more complicated than excusing the fact that he is not dead to adults.Getting closer and closer, Zax stopped next to Liz’s chair. Her neck tilted up with a passive expression. She opened her mouths but whatever was about to come out was so slow, on the verge of getting stuck in her throat.“Did you forget me?” Zax jokingly suggested with a tender. I shove the funnel roughly into your mouth and down down your throat, you cough and almost puke.I unscrew the top of the bottle and proceed to poor quarter of it down the funnel, it goes straight down without touching the sides.You gag again, what a wimp!I go back and get a bottle of red pills from the medicine cabinet, the label's still in mint condition as are all my supplies and tools here.I come back and put the bottle in front of your eyes so you can read the label. So funny, total panic.