B’s voice. Could I do it? Could I hold out for another twenty seconds?“Three minutes and fifty seconds!”I could feel the air forcing its way up ...nd my head was tingling as my lungs wanted air. The edges if my vision were growing darker.“FOUR MINUTES!”I was able to hold on a few seconds more and I blew of that slippery cock like a like a plastic soda bottle filled with baking soda and vinegar. I took in a huge breath and almost started a coughing fit, but I controlled it and brought my breathing. . . . . . . [OK] Initializing...I awoke.At first, all I could see was the different messages scrolling past.Everything else was darkness, but for some reason, it didn't bother me.I heard, or thought I did, a gentle voice. "Are you all right, mychild?" I... I think so. All I see is text, though. Who are you? Why can't Isee you? And, where am I?" Hmf. First of all, answer me this. What do you remember?" I remember... I remember some... water, and people that meant a greatdeal to me. I can't make. I did the usual deep throat business mixed with ball sucking love, skin flap licking, and head rimming. I couldn't swallow all of it. Challenge accepted. I tried, adjusted, gagged, dammit! Back up to the head for air and tongue action. ? down again, adjusted, gagged, and squirted. "Yup, buddy, I just squirted deep throating your dick!" He checked and acknowledged it with moans. I caught my breath. Back down and deeper this time, I gagged and made another squirt puddle. Thank God I put. Her date arrived, a short balding man obviously punching well above his weight. We exchanged pleasantries and off they went. I found myself checking out my own mum as she walked to his car.While they were out I had a couple of beers and watched a film.I started to wonder whether she would come back or stay at his. I started thinking about her fucking him and my cock seemed to enjoy that thought. I imagined his little cock trying to satisfy her but failing so she’d come home horny wanting more.I.