I could tell he was a gentle thing and was not about to shove me deep onto his cock... But he was not the only person in the room. I could feel a much...larger hand on the back of my head start to push me hard onto his cock. I started gagging as I was shoved deeper and deeper onto the massive shaft. The hand didn't let go until I had deepthroated it. I felt the metal of his piercing dangling in the back of my throat. The hand released me and I flew off the cock, gagging. I was shocked, but I. I stomp on him again, but it seems to do no good. The broken ant flails and drags itself around in ragged circles. As I go to step on him again, he makes a desperate move to crawl out of my shadow. I feel like I've walked into a demented Pixar film: It's a Bug's Life – Guantanamo Bay version. It baffles me how people can kill other people. I feel guilty smashing ants. The door opens and a large, disagreeable-looking man haves past me. I look up and the lawyer is standing on the top step in a. Suitor Number One now replied that he thought we should meet."Way too soon," I typed. "We hardly know each other yet."He asked what I wanted to know about him. "Which of my pictures turns you on the most and why," I questioned. He answered that it was a tough question because he loved them all, but that if he had to pick just one it would be the black and white photo of my husbands cock getting ready to penetrate me. He said he could tell how small and perfect my pussy was. how he loved my. Took over 10 minutes for a to guy come into the booth next to me. Cool, I thought. I then looked in the hole to survey the situation. It was a bit of a heavier set married guy, with an average (which is beautiful) and very red cock. I let him jerk a bit, but he kept looking over at the hole. When we made direct eye contact, I motioned him over. The big guy stood and walked over to the hole. His red nob appeared through the sizeable gloryhole. I could not help but tease him a little.