Just breathe, easy breaths, easy breaths."His words didn't mean much but his soothing voice helped. The rage which had threatened to overcome me had d...sappeared. I forgot the pain and the discomfort and concentrated on his voice. Don't fight. Let go. Over and over until I could finally hear the words and begin to follow his advice. The cramps began to loosen, blood began to flow into my brain again and I was able to straighten up and lean against the cool bricks of the outside wall of the bar.. Taurus returned with a red plastic cup filled with Smirnoff vodka and ginger ale. “Don’t make me drink alone,” Yevgeni protested. “Of course not,” Taurus shot back as he headed off to the kitchenette. “Hurry up and get on my cock!” “Yes, ‘papochka’,” the fairy giggled. When Taurus sat down, Yevgeni grabbed his waist to position him on the older man’s lap. “You know I like you to sit on my lap,” the married man admitted. “Yes, sir,” cooed Taurus. Taurus could feel Yevgeni’s engorged eight-inch. I hesitated. I wanted to touch her, feel her, make her feel wonderful, but that kind of boldness might ruin what was developing between us. I really liked this lady. I thought she liked me. It would be tragic to ruin it all with a negative reaction from her. On the other hand, she had moved in closer to me, had not hesitated to thrash her tongue around inside my mouth, and, it seemed, that her moaning and purring with each long kiss was an invitation to do more. I cupped my hand around her. ‘On your knees, Alex,’ and she groaned and shuddered with shame and fear, tears falling. She got to her knees, and Cal opened his pants, exposing himself to her. ‘You know what to do,’ he said gently and, still crying, she took him in her mouth. Her lips close over the head of him, and he held her head with his hands, keeping her back so he was just inside her mouth. He could feel her tonge, soft and pliable on his cock. And he shifted slightly back and forth, enjoying the heat and moisture on.