When you see a message about a funeral and feel the grief of the family you are being empathic. It is the ability to identify with someone else’s fe...ling. It is something most people come into the world with, but not all people. A fine example was Joan, who was born with no sense of empathy, if she had any she would have ... well, you’ll see soon enough.Last we left Ellen, she was running out of Joan’s house in fear. We can try and judge whether her fear was justified or not but there is no. He will say things like “Does that make your cock hard looking at those titties?” or “I’d fuck her so hard she would start crying.” and other stupid things. He says he has finger fucked a girl, but I don’t believe him. Anyway, the last time we were looking at those porn mags, he whipped his dick out and started rubbing it. It looked like mine, but might have been a little bit smaller. Anyway, he jerked it for about a minute before he started squirting his juice out of his balls. After he was. .. but it hurts like hell.”“Anything we can do?” Princess said up and topless. “Maybe we put some menthol rub on it?”I was holding myself in protection of anything they tried to do. This happened with Cece and Jenn Stapleton, when Jenn was too eager.“Michael, move your hands -- this will be cold.”“I know that!”“Just a minute, give him something to bite down on,” Jennie said.Princess brought me a washcloth folded over a few times first. I felt like I was about to be given electric shock. I put. She bite her lower lip and looked me in the eyes. I motion for her to turn around and face me. Her huge nipples were bent over and almost falling out her huge white bra. “Mmmm excuse me Mrs. Smith but I have to really gooooo.” I jumped off the bed and ran toward the bathroom. I tried to shut the bathroom door but I think it was still a little opened as I picked up the toilet seat. I Unbutton my jeans and fished out my hard cock. I looked down. The tip of my cock was all dark purple. My.