She looked exactly how he expected Susan would turn out as she matured. What the photographs could not show was the intense vitality of both women; th...y both seemed somehow more alive than most people."She is my daughter, Mr. Ransome, as I'm sure is obvious." Surely not? You don't look old enough to have a daughter that age." Such outrageous flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Ransome." I know. That's why I do it Mrs. Featherstone."She looked at him suspiciously and asked, "How do you know my. Beautiful Boy Club."Is this..." I stammered.He nodded again."That's the Beautiful Boy Club."He let that sink into my soul."Well," he said, "as of last October. Elizabeth's family moved backeast since then, so she had to go with them. The rest of us werereally sad about that. But the good news is, she's going to start anew chapter of the BBC when they get settled. But that does mean we'redown a member right now." Wow." It was all I could think of to say.I studied the group pic. They were. . . What is going on Debra?’ I finally managed to ask. ‘Well, obviously you know who I am, and I assume you know where you are?’ Debra asked. ‘Yes, hospital, Corpus Christi,’ I answered. ‘Do you know what day it is?’ she asked. I thought for a minute. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep with Susan Saturday night. ‘Uh, Sunday?’ I ventured. ‘Today is Wednesday,’ Debra answered. ‘You have been unconscious since Sunday.’ Four days? I had been unconscious for four days? Suddenly I. She put the strap-on on, and put the anal dildo to his lips, "now suck it and get it wet. Your spit will lube it before I fuck you". He opened his mouth, taking it in slowly. Her hips started moving, slowly fucking his mouth. She grabbed his head and slowly put the whole thing in his mouth. He wanted to gag, but he knew she would punish him. As she continued fucking his face, he couldn't help it anymore. He gagged. She stopped and looked at him. "You gagged? You know what that means."She pulled.