.." She thrills at his heated words, and uses her hands to stroke his length as she simply flicks and laps her tongue on that sport, over and again, o...ce, twice, thrice...countless caresses of hot flesh against his own. And again, she drags her tongue down the back of his shaft to the balls, and then back up, swirling around that pulsing vein only to stop again at that spot. She stares at him with wicked eyes, while her tongue dances against the folds of flesh, tapping and swirling. "You are. "These are my slaves. I own them and you have insulted them. I want you to apologize to each of them now." The fear returned to her eyes as I pushed her towards them.We were in front of Lee when I introduced them. "Now ask her forgiveness and kiss her." Please forgive me sister Lee" and she moved to kiss her.Re-gripping her hair I pushed her head lower. "No slave, wrong lips." She balked but my foot to the back of her knee brought her down. Her head followed as my hand pushed her head forward.. I was in a hockey game with a bunch of other enthusiasts and a slap shot hit me in the head. I almost died. I was in a coma for a week. When I woke up in the hospital ... that memory was in my head. But if I remembered all that ... why don't I remember any of the rest of the night?" We can look into that later," I said, actually interested now. Physical trauma can affect the mind in ways we don't fully understand yet, but it's very different from disease. Treatment options are still. Logically I get it, but I’ll never really understand the whole cock size thing for guys. Inevitably Dave wanted more details, so we had a surreal conversation where I told him that a guy in my life from twenty years ago was smaller than Daryl but bigger than him. Even then, Dave wanted more detail about length and girth!Finally, my loving husband’s inquisition was over and we could return to discussing more normal matters before we finally fell asleep, tired from a wonderful day of romance and.