Hard. I couldn't move at all. I looked at the mirror and could see him walking around the bed, probably face-timing his son. He was laughing and his s...n was crying begging him to stop!?! "Ok, I'll give your little sissy fag a safeword. If he says no, I'll stop". He laughed so hard and his son screamed at him. Cause I could only get vowals out. I tried my best: "aaooo! Oooo! Aooo, aaaeeooaoao!?!?!" He put down his phone on the nightstand facing me. I could see my red beat, bruised face in it and. Fir maine se bed pe letaya aur usko apna lund choosne diya, jaise hi usne mera lund mooh mein liya main toh paagal ho gya usko hotho ka mere lund peOopar neeche hona mujhe abhi bhi muth maarne pe mahboor kar deta hai hum 69 ki position mein aa gae maine jaise hi uskichhot chaatni shuru ki, woh akad gai aur ras chod diya maine saara ras chaat liya woh kaafi maze se mera lund choos rahi thi aur chodd hi nahi rahi thi fir maine decide kiya ki pehle iska mooh chodunga aur fir iski choot toh maine. After all these years? She swallowed tightly, and said: "I-I thought maybe I'd undress and get in beside you... that we could trade a few more intimate secrets, Baby... amongst other things... that is if you're sure you'd like to..." Oh... oh, God yes! I'd like... want that, Carol darling! I do... I do!" Jean enthusiastically whimpered, once more brushing her silken-skinned cheek against her beautiful friend's soft, warm hand, while the persistent sensations gnawing hotly down at her loins and. Her show was on every other night. I began listening. I’d lie in bed and listen to her voice over the radio. She’d play good music and talk in her quiet whispering tones. It was like a seduction. The shows were always live, so whenever she would make a mistake she’d laugh about it and play something by Lead Belly or Cream. ‘This one is for all the lovers out there who know that Clapton is God.’ I laughed at her jokes and listened to the men who called her show and proposed to her. Eventually I.