‘Oh my God, Baby. That was incredible. It felt so good.’ I’m getting hard, thinking about it again. ‘Oh yeah…..’ ‘I’ve wanted to do t...at for a while. It feels so good, I always just want to push a little further and explode down your throat. But I didn’t think you’d want to. Was it…Ok for you?’ I ask. ‘It’s OK, once I get used to it. You might get it again, just not every time.’ ‘No, no. I like taking care of you too much.’ I plead. ‘I’m just surprised you want to do that for me.’ ‘Why? I’d do. He moves slowly making each thrust reach deep while a hum comes from his throat, over and over his hard shaft pulls and stretches my dry channel causing pain with every motion. I cry, tears leaking from my eyes in a steady streams soaking into the blindfold at my temples, and repeat “it hurts, please stop, don’t it hurts”. He leans his weight onto his elbow and snakes his hand under my right shoulder tangling his fingers in my shoulder length hair and pulls until I arch my back trying to. As we walked in a new realization hit me, Tom and I had crossed a line most friends don't cross. I soon forgot about it when I ran into the most gorgeous blond I had seen all night, as we started chatting I was getting a hard on watching all the cleavage before my eyes. That wasn't so bad except Tom was also getting a hard on, and his hard on was hitting the crack of my ass. I heard his whisper to me an apology but he couldn't help it. To be totally honest, it didn't feel so bad, with being. Finally, on a coolAugust evening, the victim was jogging in Central Park. He was quicklywhisked away by the goons. What fate did he face? It was similar toNeal's, only that Adam would be doomed to be a white woman. Dr. Smallwas VERY, VERY good! Jeff was a scrawny little man. There is not awhole lot to say about him. He was always getting in trouble, ran away5 years ago, and ran around with a pack of gangs in Chicago. Well,after he fell into Dr. Small's trap and was captured, the only gang.