She went down like a sack of potatos...oh that reminds me of a joke: Two potatoes are standing on a street corner, how can you tell which one is the p...ostitute? It's the one with the little sticker that says "Idaho"I dragged her in the house by her feet watching her little skirt ride up, then I closed the door.I tied her wrists together and managed to hang her from the hook in the ceiling that used to hold my spider plant in a crochet thing I made in 7th grade. The plant died, but the hook was. I mean it's bigger than this pencil but you get the idea." Yeah, I hope it's bigger than that pencil, duh. Then stuff squirts out, right?" Oh, does it. In spurts, blop, blop, blop, and it feels real good." Blop, blop, blop?" Yeah. Look, you wanna see?" See? You mean, you doing it, blop, blop, blop?" Yeah, I blop pretty good. It's something to see." Um, when do you do it?" When?" Yeah, after you go to bed, in the shower, when?" This is a funny conversation." Why? I want to know." Well, I do it. .." And she was open with you, telling you all about the men in her life." Gwen said righteously."My God," I roared at them, "I didn't expect a body count. And, and, and when I got one, Jesus, what was I supposed to think? That her legs weren't open for business just then?"Gwen shot me a look of pure disdain. Silence reigned.Bernie cut through the icy air, "So where did you guys leave off?" I called her this morning and groveled appropriately."Gwen asked, "Did she hang up on you?" No."Both Gwen. I stared, wanting you, as you opened your mouth wide and went down on my cock that was so hard it was sticking straight up. God, Baby, the way you sucked me.....I felt like I was gonna die from the pleasure. Your head bobbed up and down, sliding on the long smooth shaft of my dick. When you sucked and pulled your lips completely off the end of the head, you began jerking my cock. While you were doing that, while you were jerking me off and I was groaning so much, you asked me in a sexy voice.