This went on until I’d finally mastered the trick of swallowing with each thrust, letting his cock snake down toward my stomach instead of suffocati...g me in my windpipe. I could still feel my gag reflex with each thrust, but I began to feel that I could control that impulse the same way as when you swallow some food just a bit bigger than you thought, or a large pill.Once I became comfortable deep-throating this cock, I relaxed my body and let him use me as he wished. And he did, but he didn’t. As the water flowed and the soapsuds slewed off of us and circled the drain, she relaxed further and further under my fingers. I persuaded her to let me wash her hair, massaging her scalp and neck, until she was almost limp. Finally, as she rinsed off, she kissed me. We slid into each other's arms and kissed several more times before finally escaping waterlogged from the cascading spray. By the end of dinner, things felt back to normal, and our goodnight kiss had all the heat of the past, as. "Don't say that." It's my fault she left. I scared her away," Finley said with self derision, "I should never have yelled at her like that."Charles was shaking his head before his brother even finished speaking, "No Finley. Cynara wouldn't have run away over something like that, so don't blame yourself. She left simply because she didn't want to be here anymore." His voice was too calm, like it was taking all his strength to keep it that way.He stood up then and walked out of the room, not. This went on for a good minute or two, Meg alternating between my shaft and my nuts. Suddenly, she stopped, pulling her shirt over her head.Seeing my puzzled look she said, "Don't want cum stains on my shirt. Mom will want to know where they came from!"As suddenly as she stopped, she started again. gobbling me up. All of me! My pubic hair tickled her nose.It was too much. It had been too long since the first attic fuck and I was more than ready.Firmly holding her head in my hands, I growled,.