My heart sank. My fists clenched. My knees almost buckled. I forced myself to go to the kitchen and wait for him.The car stopped. A moment later, the ...ar door opened and closed. A few moments later, the garage door started to close and the door into the house opened."Hi honey," I said. My voiced warbled, I couldn't help it. I was afraid.He said, "Hello," and I could hear the annoyance in his voice. Even if I thought that he was annoyed about something else, I knew I was in for it. He had to. With that she poured a lot of oil on to her one hand. Then she spread it all around her palm. She placed the bottle down and brought her hand to my udder tetees. She grasped my semi hard cock with her oily hand. That was the first time she grasped mine with all her fingers. I let out another slight moan. “Hey, you moan like a cow” she told me. I again moaned. Then she with a firm fist started stroking my thing from top to bottom. Not in the usual way of how a handjob is given. Instead she. Aaaaaaahhhh."I felt a flood in my bowels. Then I really had to poop. Gina was in ecstasy. She was wheezing with gratification. Despite imminent catatonia, she had the wherewithal to reach around my hip and bring me to a creamy conclusion.Would I live through the weekend? It was touch and go.As we lay side by side, kissing and cooing, I decided that I really needed Gina's pricklet back in my lonely ass. The fact that it was covered with my own poopie didn't deter me a bit from giving it the. That's no idle threat, either, you bastard! I'd spend the rest of my life in jail just for the pleasure of killing you, and don't think I'm joking. Just try me!" Won't do Pussy any good, when he's dead and dead in a not very nice way! I want you at the Kennington Community centre at 6 O'clock tonight to take part in a very special fight. You can't win it, sweetheart, but you'd better put up the show of your life, or else! Manage to stay on your feet for ten rounds before your opponent puts you.