In less than two minutes, the first raindrops fell, pelting the carnival revelers and causing them to flee. In less than five minutes, the carnival gr...unds became deserted and the single bolt of lightning raced from the heavens, pierced through the canvas tent and bore through a man's heart. Those five minutes decided the course of Helen's life. Those five minutes tested her character and found her unworthy of the power entrusted to her. With the knowledge afforded by her years spent in. It released her as nothing else.I slipped my feet under her head so that she could use my ankles for a pillow. Not the softest body part, by far, but she wasn't concerned with comfort. I lay back and shut my eyes, listening to her soft moans, letting her sing me to sleep with them. She was not in pain, but was experiencing a tremendous release of built up tensions, fears and frustrations. I had accepted her, bound her as if I owned her and had put her in a place of submission. She felt wanted,. When she thought she couldn’t take him any deeper, she felt a hand on the back of her head. Forcefully it pushed her down. The sudden stuffing prevented Leah from breathing, she was starting to choke, but the hand wouldn’t let go. The thick cock in her mouth was more than she could handle. Loud gagging noises came from her throat as she heard someone say. “Stop it!” The hand still kept pushing for some seconds. When she expected herself to faint, the hand let go. Franticly she raised her head. .." Paul said in a dreamy tone than seemed as if he were in a deep state of enchantment. He identified the author of those words to be those of the great American poet Walt Whitman before he resumed sucking on my cock. I came fond of these strange interludes when he'd stop and quote a poet in the middle of a sexual activity. For Paul was never frivilous nor merely a transitory pleasure. Sometimes he referred to his lovers as his "little poems". As Ty and Yukio continued fucking before us,.