After a minute or so I took over, gripping the base of his shaft firmly in my hand, barely able to get my fingers all the way around. I was slurping i... greedily taking it a little deeper with every few pumps. I had gotten nearly 8 inches of it down when I started to gag, my stomach heaving a little. I pulled back for a second taking a deep breath, looking up at Kyle with a devious look in my eyes, then I opened wide and stuffed his huge pipe back down my throat, fighting the gag reflex as I. "Have you got something a little ... sweeter?" Sherry," I offered, "or Port? There's some cider if you want something more refreshing." Port ... that's what we had with the Christmas pudding, isn't it?" That's right." A glass of Port would be nice," she decided.The phone rang as I was pouring it and Rose-Marie answered it in the hall. There was a long pause after she picked up before I heard her voice."No, Pastor Grey. You were unconscionably rude about my friends and I do not wish to discuss. ?I have a South African police baton on the wall there.? Davis had said, her face trembling?and I found it. It’s like a big hunk of rubber, and I decorated Davis’s breasts and ass until she was crying and sobbing something terrible.Perhaps I was working off old resentments for the inspections, and shining shoes, and all that crap. Davis got all the hard feelings that Company D had ever held, though I couldn’t tell the other boys that.Finally I hung Davis by her pierced nipples through a string. Oh my God stop it, close your eyes. He moves to my legs. Starts at my feet. God it feels so good. Oh shit, did I shut the drawer? Fuck he cant see in there. It's like I own shares in a sex shop. "Just relax, you've suddenly tensed up" Ha ha glad he doesnt know why. Well there's nothing I can do now it'd be too obvious. Let's just hope it's closed. I relax. His hands move up my thighs towards my ass. Moving into my groin so close to my pussy. It's making me so horny. He rubs the bottom of my ass.