Me. Describe “doing it”Daniel. Shoving their cock up inside the girl.Me. This is what they think of when they're horny or when they are turned on?...aniel. BothMe. When you said you were getting blue balls from me before, were you turned on or horny.Daniel. Oh come onMe. No really, I want to know, no mentioning it out loud either.Daniel. I was both, turned on and hornyMe. Did you think of those things about me?Daniel. All of them.I quietly walked from room to room catching glimpses of myself in a. . But why think on that now?The sender's email address was blocked, but the message was signedsimply "Joyce H." It was enough to send a chill down my spine. "How didshe..." Just read the message, Dan."I could feel my blood pounding in my head as I read the message I hadsecretly dreaded for years:Hi Guys!I hear life has treated you well. I hope you've all enjoyed it, becauselife is about to throw you a ball of shit. Reunion is coming up. It'sbeen ten years so this ought to be a good one for you.. She started moaning and writhing again not from pain but from pleasure I alternated licking from her lips to her clit, giving her clit a flick of my tongue each time. Her moans grow more frequent and get higher in pitch and I know she's about to cum so I concentrate on that clit and flick it repeatedly until she explodes and drenches my face in her delicious juices, all the while she is moaning through the ballgag. If it wasn't for the gag I'm sure the residents in the next county would hear. ...until i was out with henry, my secret daddy, outside the restaurant , they had rent the whole place and the backalley was quiet , he whispered in my ear it was time for dessert before walking outhe light his cigarette, pushing me against the brick wall , my knees failing under his pressure his zipper open, my treat already up and glorious , wrapping my mouth around his tasty bbc , looking up at him smilling ''good boy, work for that dessert boy, comon like this we gotta be quiet , i dont.