Such people get on my nerves. They’re usually petty and small-minded. I’ve come to despise the breed. I asked for a single person room and I got i.... I can’t stand people. There are many reasons for that. People are wicked and naturally petty. They can’t leave well enough alone. They must bother you. They want to abuse you. They want to take your money. They want to take your trust. They want to betray you. They want to mess you up. I can’t stand people. I’ve never been the trusting kind, but. She forced herself to her knees and looked up into his handsome but evil face.“Can I suck your cock?” Michele made a sad beseeching face and fluttered her eyelashes.The Stalker grinned and unzipped his fly.Michele reached out and freed his long thick cock from his trousers and began to fellate him on her knees on the kitchen floor. The Stalker smiled.She looked up and saw the insanity in his eyes, she knew she had to satisfy him so she slowly sucked on his erection. The took it all the way into. We each took turns holding him, and kissing his head, and weeping together, talking about him and reminiscing with some memories of him while over the next hour or so Barbara and I begin the task of calling our family members, friends, church family, and Ryan’s in-home nursing team to tell them of his passing. I held him one last time, as his head then began to feel cool to my lips, and I could deny to myself no longer the reality and the fully unbearable knowledge that the flame of life had. He was quivering slightly. I couldn't imagine going ten years without having any sex. I had a certain admiration for the man, really. And took pleasure in ending the drought.While continuing to polish his knob, I licked down the front of his pole and took his balls in my mouth. They were accordioned and rough with gray hairs tha tickled my lips. But, they pulled softly into my mouth when I sucked gently. I lifted them with my hand and licked down underneath, squeezing on the hard part of him.