" Really?" she says, "Into what?" Vanilla," I blurt out, "but it is a bit strong, the cigar." I think I can handle it," she says and takes a few puffs... making thecharred foot glow like a bright red cherry. This will take forever to cooldown, I curse under my breath."I don't know about vanilla," she says, "but I'm very distinctly pickingup raspberry."I don't have to lick my lips to know where the intrusive aroma is comingfrom, but I do so anyway. Evelyn puts down my cigar in the ashtray,. "But I have, already, Carol's gift for my birthday!" she protested. "You must see it!" Very well," I said, "show it to me." I will wear it for you -- like a modeling," she said.What had she said it was? A nightgown? A gown "like a window," she had said. I called out to her, down the hallway. "Margarita! Wait until tomorrow to show me the gift from Carol and Earl... "She didn't hear me, or she pretended not to hear me. In a very short time, she emerged from her bathroom down the hall, wearing a. Not the best idea I ever had because I immediately started gagging and even thought I might throw-up. I tried to back off but Mr. Beautiful Cock still had a hand on my head and he was holding me down. I wasn’t able to breathe and started to get a bit panicky (mixing panic and orgasm make a unique experience) and I opened my eyes to look for Him. He was standing inches away, watching closely, waiting to see if I needed help. I wanted to signal Him as my orgasmic writhing changed to more of a. Her second was me blowing a guy, which I also rejected. We couldn't come to an agreement and a month went by before I brought it up again. She thought about it and came up with a new suggestion. Her suggestion was to have me jerk off on to my own face, with my legs in the air, but I didn't want to do that; cumming on my own face was really gross. However, we came up with a compromise which was to have her tie me up and film it so that it looked like I was cumming on my own face, but as I was.