"He's got Annabel." Ahh ... who?"Margaret hit the horn. "Get in, Christ's sake. I've been shot at."Iain opened the door and he had barely put a foot i...side when she accelerated fiercely, causing him to swear at her. "What's goin' on?"Margaret watched the open road, sniffing. "Annabel ... she's been kidnapped and I've been shot at." She didn't wait for a response as her car took the racing line in the ice at over 70mph."Careful," Iain cried. "Ya gonna get us killed."Margaret didn't listen and. I laid there, in the darknessof the room, waiting for it to be over.I suppose I could have taken a faster route to death. A knife to thewrists, some pills, any number of other things. I guess I simply didn'tcare enough any more to even actively try to kill myself. Besides, Iknew that as long as I stayed there, I'd leave the world soon enough.I suppose it wasn't my time yet, however. Around Wednesday, my fifthday in that cursed form, I was jolted back to the land of the living.It all started. I cupped his balls with my hand and gently squeezed and kneaded them with my fingers in hopes that I would coax as much cum from them as I could get.He then told me, “I hoped that you like to swallow because I’m about to shoot my load.” I told him, “There’s nothing that I want more than for you to fill my mouth with your hot salty cum.” Going back down on his hard cock, I started sucking again. I could feel his legs quiver and noticed that his balls had tightened up to the base of his shaft, so. ”Billie shook his head and said, “I’ve never done anything like that before. I mean, I usually want some privacy when a girl and I are going to go at it. But for some reason, I just couldn’t help myself.”“Neither could I,” Juan said.“Nor me,” John added. “And for some reason, I had more... staying power... than normal. I think I fucked that one chick for like an hour before I finally shot my wad into her. ... and she was still yelling for more.”“And one thing really weird,” Juan said.“Like the.