Mary almost started to vomit but they didn’t care. With John holding her head from behind Tony just kept ramming his big cock down her throat ov...r and over again. Tony had his cock so far down her throat you couldn’t see his balls anymore. Mary kept gagging every time he did this to her. Tony kept ramming his cock down her throat for at least the next twenty (20) minutes. From time to time Tony would take his cock out of her mouth and stop for a minute. After all he didn’t want. Jen, dear, do you remember that pink and brown fluffy roll-necked one? Wouldn't it suit your brother better? Shall I return this one on Friday and exchange it?" Oh, Mum, that would be really cruel!"I grovelled and apologised for trying to tease Mum; I too had seen the pullover she was referring to, and I had been sure it had been delivered to Naylor's by mistake, having been intended for a London shop on Carnaby Street. No-one in their right minds would have bought it. Mum laughed at her. ” You remember that?”“Please Bobby; don’t make it any harder than it has to be.”“Is he better in bed than me? Got a bigger dick? His tongue maybe a foot long?”“He isn’t any better, only different, but it isn’t about sex. It is a matter of our souls being in tune with each other.”“So how many times have you come home to me and let me fuck pussy that had just been used by him?”“Only a couple of times Bobby, but again, it wasn’t about sex.”“So how do you see this happening?”“I’ve seen a lawyer and. She was only supposed to live for six months when she went there, but ended up living four years. They were so kind and nice and caring, I decided I wanted to do that and help people the way they helped my friend.”“When did this happen?”“Right after I moved to Chicago. She was the first person to try to be my friend here. A couple of weeks later, she was diagnosed with leukemia.”I nodded, “I had a friend who died from ovarian cancer about eight years ago.”“So you know,” she said.“Yes. How are.