Both satisfied. So I got to thinking one day… I would really like tofill her up and see what it would be like. I didn’ttell her about it, ...ecause I wanted to surprise her.Actually, I wasn’t really sure how she’d react to thequantity, so not telling her might help with thedelivery – she wouldn’t have time to think about it andpossibly decide she didn’t want to go that far. For over a month, I methodically emptied myself into amuch larger jar, day after. She said how, because her mother worked for American Airlines, she had traveled all over the globe on her mother’s free yearly passes. I asked her how long her mother had worked for American."Since my father left," she said. That hung in the air for some seconds, and it was clear she wasn't going to say more. I took that as a cue and asked her how she liked Singapore. Finally, I asked something which had been bothering me.“Shaunda,” I started “we met on a night when I was pretty tanked, too. We enjoyed a couple more cocktails while we stroked each others hard cocks. It was getting thick and we were feeling each others precum. It was off to his room. one hard on following another and no time wasted.On the bed, we went naturally to the 69 position. He had all of me in his mouth and I had him in and out of my throat - something it took forever for me to get the hang of. Finally, Marty shot his load in my mouth and we lay there exhausted for a few minutes. The conversation warmed up. She looked up at me, her lip trembling. “He has sex with me,” she said beginning to cry harder, and then another pause. “He rapes me.” The words hit me with such force that I started to cry too. I pulled her half naked body closer to me, and held her tightly in my arms. I didn’t know what to say, and we both cried as I held her for a little. I couldn’t believe that she was telling me this. I couldn’t believe that it was true. But it explained everything. Why she was so scared of being grounded,.