I kneeled to her ear and said I need your throat. Shall we try again. I entered, she sucked and I held her head and guided her made her take more eac... stroke. I could feel and see her heat up. I pinched and squeezed her nipples and breasts all the while making her take more. Then I pushed and my mushroom head pass the place of no return and she gaged but did not move. I rocked backwards and forwards every now and then deep with my hands at the back of her head forcing her to take more than. ’ He released the man, nearly toppling the bleeding ruin from his chair. Thoughts and blood rushed through him like heated oil and on shaking legs he strode back to the discarded gun, all want of talk gone. What could words ever undo? What was it that he even had to say? ‘Wait. No,’ the voice pleaded from behind him. Underneath the words, Brian could hear a desperation borne of both panic and pain. But even the plea brought no satisfaction to him. He wanted to leave the cold apartment and. I knew it was often used as a metaphor for things that are better left unknown. It was vague and unsatisfying, but I obediently agreed to his instructions. "If you open it before I say you can, you'll be in trouble, understand? Now rest up, we'll have more fun tomorrow. There are some pajamas for you on your bed." And with that, he bid me goodnight and shut my door. I walked over to my bed, which now had pink covers. My new 'pajamas' were laid out on top; a tight pink silky nighty, matching. Then as I put on a video of a girl giving a blowjob, Jack says, "how about we make this more interesting, why don't I suck you cock and you just pretend it is that girl sucking it" I'm not gay mate", I snapped"neither am I, I'm just open-minded and it's just a bit of fun, just imagine that girl is sucking it for real, what's the difference?", he says as I feel his hand gently grabbing my balls and his lips slowly working their way down my cock. Now I'm getting into this situation that is.