A power for a weakness, a give for a take. In his eyes, I see the truth. I know that there is doom and pain ahead, and still I inch my body toward hi..., aching for that poison. Aligning myself with him, tipping my head to look into his eyes, indeed his very soul, laying my hand on his chest, I know I’ve found home. I haven’t the right. I want to step back, to leave this man, this poet, for someone else to find, but I cannot. He is there, his heart beating steady against my hand, and I am not. Why would Mama be in my mind right now? I didn’t dwell on it. I just opened my mouth and wrapped it around the soft head of his cock. Oh my God, his cock is so huge! It pushed into the back of my throat and I gagged. I wasn't used to sucking a cock so big. I struggled to get air as I sucked him down to his balls and felt the length of him in my throat. The feel of his rod penetrating my little throat only made me hornier. I came. It wasn't a big one, just a little orgasm that made my legs. “That’s what got us into what happened last night. I ... I need to make us some tea so we can talk.”“Bring it back up here, okay?”“Well, all right, but we really do need to talk.”As she waited for the tea to brew, Gwen rehearsed what she wanted to say to her son, that they both had lost control and that it must never happen again.Carrying the two cups up the stairs, she was startled to enter the bedroom and find Daniel lying on the bed naked, legs spread eagled, hands behind his head.“Please,”. The place turned out to be a large and gaudy combination saloon, dance hall, and gambling hall called, The Silver Palace and Saloon. The place occupied half the city block, side to side as well as front to back.He pushed through the batwings and stepped to the side to let his eyes adjust to the dim interior and to look the place over. The central portion held the saloon. Off to the left, near the center, lay the gambling hall and directly across from that lay the entrance to the dance hall..