"You have to open your throat and relax," Daddy murmured to me. With his cock still in my throat, I nodded in my head and relaxed. The gagging stopped...and I looked up at him obediently. I was losing air. He pulled my head back and I exhaled, letting the saliva that was built up in the back of my mouth fall over my chin and into my thigh.His dick was glistening with my spit. My pussy was dripping cum down into my thighs and onto the floor as he continued to fuck me in my throat. He grabbed my. If you aren't going to he might as well. But if he does, I don't want to know about it."Something weird happened then. She started laughing and crying at the same time. I had the impression that she was a little more in control this afternoon. Apparently I judged too soon. She was coming unraveled right before my eyes.I looked at her in shock for a minute. Then I went to her and hugged her. She stopped laughing and started crying quietly. I held her like that for a long time.She finally pulled. So let me begin in the office where I work this guy named Jeff is always hitting on me to go out with him. For the longest time I had turned him down, but it has been a while since I dated anyone and my last relationship ended more than six months ago. I also loved being tied up and rough sex but I was not sure that Jeff would fit the profile, I was looking for. Jeff is a big guy about 6’ 2’’ and I guess around 220 pounds. I finally told Jeff if he wanted to come over to my house for dinner. ”The man looked at David before replying, “You may as well know that we’re Boers that didn’t surrender to you British.”David smiled. “I guessed as much from your appearance,” he said pleasantly.“So you still will sell some to us?” he asked dismounting and following David into the house.“My name is Ramage, David Ramage, and this is my wife Susan,” he said as way of introduction.“I’m Paul Van Smit, and this is my son Willie,” he said. “I was told you were a Colonel,” Van Smit added.David smiled,.