I feel his cock enter me, then, he having pushed aside my panties to achieve entry, the spreading heat pushing into me even as it contracts wetly. I g...sp and cry out as it stretches me open, fills me, my muscles clench at him, drawing him in with ferocious need. He plunges into me to the hilt, the hesitation there, is it imagined, or does it truly exist, as the world stops spinning, every thing around us suspends and bursts with life, and its joys. I gasp inward to fill the glowing void with. It hurt because it was stretching my throat out so much. But she just kept pushing my head more and his cock was going even deeper.I finally figured out how to breathe through my nose, but it was shallow breaths. The next thing I knew, I was feeling his pubic hair on my nose. I had all 13 inches of his cock in my mouth and throat.I heard Jeni say, “Damn cunt, I can see it in your throat. That is so cool.”Everyone was laughing at me because I had suck a bog cock in my mouth. Beth held my head in. I don’t know if the elderly couple coming into the lift noticed my untucked shirt and bulging trousers, or her dishevelled hair, and the nipples bursting out of her blouse. We didn’t stop to find out.After the usual business of finding that an electronic hotel key never works first time, we made it into the room and again I pressed her up against the wall, but this time with no chance of interruption. We kissed deeply our hands all over each other, my cock pressing hard against her pussy. She. Onward to the Valentine’s he died. We were dancing, steadily and happily, just like on the day that he proposed to me and I in turn accepted his proposal. He was neatly and excellently dressed in an immaculate black suit, one that suited and harmonized with his disheveled blond hair, and his scent…he smelled of cologne and some sort of mannish lush perfume that I had never come across until now. I myself on the other hand—I put on a flowing and cleanly and well-designed black dress. Yes, to.