Shortly after the start of my sophomore year, the teacher in charge of the newspaper staff asked me to write a story about an upcoming school function... then take it to the local weekly newspaper in town to see if they would put it in the paper.When I walked into the real newspaper office, the first person I saw was a much harried guy who seemed to be trying to engage in two different phone calls at the same time. He was also trying to run around the office with a phone stuck in each ear.I. She pushed my hand away looked up at me and asked me if i wanted deeper. I just looked down and smiled. whe reached round and grabbed hold of my ass with moth her hands and begin to pull me hard into her mouth, edging me in deeper with each pull. she starts to pull me in harder forcing my cock all the way to the back of her throat as she pulls of my cock i can see the saliva dripping and my soaking cocks got me sooo horny that my bals are tightening. so while shes pulling me into her mouth i. They took me in when I was 9, took care of me. My real parents died when their meth lab exploded. I proceeded to lift my shirt to show her where the meth had hit my side, had almost burned my left kidney. Id survived, but Id be scarred for life. Oh&hellip, my god&hellip, Im&hellip, Im so sorry. I just&hellip, I thought it mightve been totally different. What you told me, I mean. I thought youd say something like your parents were business people, never stayed in one place. I just didnt. The mix might has well been acid as it felt like fire was ripping its way through her body imbedding its self deep inside her . she wanted to scream but the bitter vomit in her mouth was making it hard for her to even breath let alone scream , she continued to vomited cough and gag , and cry as she fight for breath gasping as she felt her air way clear slightly and the filthy smell from her father voiding bowel . Lynda lied their covered in vomit as she smelled the filth flying from bob's.