I can smell the beer on his breath ashe pulls close to me, and I don't want to kiss him but better a kissthan?WHACK! The sound of his hand slapping me...in the face registers a splitsecond before the pain. I'm all the way down on the floor now, andthere's a trickle of blood coming from my lips, and I'm crying like alittle girl, which I suppose I am.He's laughing now. "Stupid sissy cunt whore!"He's pulling my arms behind me and lashing them together with rope. I'mhelpless to resist and all I can. Knowing that he didn’t have much time to court her he thought he would see if the vibes he was getting from her were saying what he thought they were saying.“I could take you back to Cal’s house and we could talk with them and maybe watch something on the television or we could go to my place and do the same thing.”“Your place sounds better to me. If I know Cal, in a short time we would be talking politics, with each of us wanting to convince the other of our point of view. He isn’t going to. He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her up to meet his massive tool. It was the largest she had ever seen. A full 25cm long and large around as well. Underneath hung the largest balls she had seen. Without ceremony it was thrust down her throat and she gagged. She couldn't breath as the penis plowed down her mouth. She could do nothing as his hand worked her head back and forth. "Stop" she mumbled, coughing and gagging. Again, down her throat. When he pulled her head back she. I'd love to!" she answered breathlessly."Good. Hasta luego. Ciao."Jill hung up feeling happy and excited. She plumped up the pillows and sat back to enjoy a delicious breakfast of rich Mexican chocolate with hot milk, some unknown and savory sweet rolls and chilled papaya with lime. Afterwards she went into the bathroom -- almost as large as her bedroom at Josephine's! -- and filled the enormous tub, which was faced with hand painted tiles. The whole ceiling was mirrored, and there was another.