Hot and wet and soft. I push My fingers to the back of your throat as far as they will go; I see your eyes tensing a little, slightly unsure for just ... moment, but You'd better get used to it, that's where I want to put My cock. You are going to put it in Your mouth, You are going to kiss it; You are going to stroke it and lick it. I want My cock to be the sole focus of Your pleasure right now and You're going to do it like the cock hungry little slut that We both know that you are ... and. Not like I expected it would be.When Jon and Cariel had talked about Hell's 'call' I had imagined an uncomfortable and irresistible pull.But there was none of that. It felt more like a question than a pull. I felt a cool presence embrace me, and it seemed to ask me if I would like to go with it.It did not try and trick me. This 'presence' seemed to make it clear that Hell was our destination, and that I would be forever different should I choose to go. It also let me know that I could refuse,. Nothing was said of marriage; there was an unspoken agreement that college had to be finished first. No relationship is perfect and we had our ups and downs. A couple of times we fought and she moved out; we made up and she moved back in. I never knew for sure, but I thought it likely that during our separations she went to bed with other guys, but so what, my bed didn't stay empty either.In our last year Sandy started making marriage noises. What kind of wedding should we have, should we keep. ” she said, cupping the left magnificent orb in one hand. “It’s slightly smaller than the right one,” she added as she grabbed the other one too.“They’re both beautiful,” I sighed. Honestly, they were.“Thanks,” she smiled. “Now, I’ll let you cum on this one for a whole month, and if it’s still smaller than the right, you owe me $50.”“And if it grows?”“I’ll give you the $50 and you can cum on both of them until they’re as big as mom’s. It’s a win-win situation.”It wasn’t difficult to decide..