I could barely breathe, and my face was turning pale. He knew exactly when to remove his dick so I could breathe, and he would again push it deep insi...e. He kept doing that multiple times. I could not do anything else while he would repeatedly choke my throat with his large and thick penis.I loved what he did as I had never been handled so roughly in my previous sessions with my lovers. After some time, he freed my mouth and throat of his dick and climbed on the bed. He came on top of me, held. “Hey you guys, I’m right here,” I said in mock disgust. “Come on, Gabrielle, let’s get over to the outfitter.”“Aren’t you going to show her the bike?” Mike asked.“What bike?” Gabrielle wondered.“Didn’t Kyle tell you about the bike he named in tribute to you?”Gabrielle turned to me with a questioning look. “No ... he didn’t.”“Come on then,” he said as we marched into the shop.I followed along, not sure how she would react to my personal project, but knowing that it was inevitable anyway.Mike. One child dies in Africa every three seconds. Think about it. Count that out for a minute, click your fingers every three seconds. There’s one, and another, and another.. Of course that is just an average, I am sure you can all use the internet to find country specific statistics. So what? We all saw the programmes on TV, we’ve all read the commotion surrounding the G8 summit, we all know that people die but nothing registers does it? Nothing really sinks in because Africa is hundreds of miles. She was riding my cock very slowly and then even I started to add to her speed and started fast fucking her, she was enjoying this very much and was moaning very loudly aaaaaahhh aaah aah aah. The room was filled with our moans and the hot air, I was about to cum and removed my cock from her pussy and cummed on her belly which she didn’t like and was very much upset. I consoled her by kissing her and pressing her boobs which she liked the most. We both were tired and I slept on her for sometime.