"Is that the illustrious Matthew Marsden standing at the bar? Because if it is, I believe he still owes me a drink from all those years ago." I always...knew that you'd collect on that debt, one day, ' Matt replied without turning around. 'What can I get you?" I'll have a Champagne Supernova."Matt nodded to the barman.'Ice, Madam?'"Of course."Her voice was subtly different. Matt had worked hard to lose his thick Westhampton accent, thinking he would sound more professional without it. Kelly, it. As I relaxed my throat and swallowed to prevent agag reflex, I was able to get the tip of the head into my throat before I had to pull back and breath again. I repeated this action withmy mouth several times. I guess my throat was getting used to"stretching." Because the next few times I went down on it it keptgoing down my throat just a little deeper. I finally got my breathunder control. And decided if I was to take it any deeper, I would haveto "drive it down" So, I relaxed a little, toke. For as much as I was enjoying being spoiled, I kept reaching out for his cock. I tried to tell him, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t string the right order of words together in my head. I couldn’t get them out of my mouth. What he was doing to me had totally jumbled my brain. For all the banter we had earlier hinting about who could out-dominate each other, neither one of us was in control. There was no top or bottom in this situation. When he finally had to thrust his dick inside of me, I was on. Someone broke into the house while we were in bed cuddling. Lee was holding me down when out of nowhere this guy walked behind Lee and slit his throat with a knife. He then stabbed me a couple of times.”“Stay here, I’ll 911” I ran inside, grabbed the phone and dialed 911. As soon as the operator came on I told her what happened, who I was and requested emergency services. As I hung up the phone something catches my eye. It was a picture near the phone. It was of Akira, Lee, Alicia and I out on.