It kinda is. I should get out of here. so i try to pull off his dick when I get shoved back down. I look up and see mr johnson wide awake. his hands g...ab my head and shove me down to the base."you are one loud fucker."I try getting off his cock, but each time he shoves me back down"don't try getting away faggot not till you finish what you started,"I start to gag as I really need air at this point"what the matter faggot I thought you said my dick was small."I can't take it anymore as I gag and. Holding her still close to his body with his left arm, he slid his right hand down her back, until it reached her behind. He stopped as he ran it across her latex panties and felt the protruding base of her butt plug pressed against the panties. He grabbed the base of the devilish device and began to slowly push it further inside of her, and slowly withdraw it to it’s cock-head. Her reaction was immediate and obvious, she moaned each time, and melted into his body with passions yet to be. I reached down and placed my hand on the back of her head with the intention of pushing her mouth onto my cock but she had clearly read my mind. She positioned her tongue underneath my shaft and deftly swallowed it whole, I felt the tip of my cock slide down her open throat and my balls were against her chin, her saliva acting as lubricant. She held me there a moment, allowing me to enjoy the ecstasy of her deep throat swallow and then she began to move back and forth. This was no ordinary. That started us all crying again. I found out that I’d been out for two days. Her funeral was the day after tomorrow.“I have to be there,” I told Mary. “I need to get out of here.”I’d been examined by the doctors and had been told that I had bruised ribs, a severe concussion, a sprained wrist and a bruised kidney. He said I was lucky to be alive. I just looked at him like he was stupid. This wasn’t lucky. Lucky would have been dying in that car, being with Sabrina forever. This was the worst.