I held Chandhu’s head with my hands and was directing her mouth to my dick. Her mouth was small and she couldn’t take all my dick in at once, only...60% of my dick went in. I tried to force more of my dick inside her mouth and I felt every part of her mouth getting tighter around my dick. I was able to insert around 80% of my dick in her mouth, by which time tears started coming out of her eyes and she was out of breadth. I took my dick out and fucked her mouth with all the speed I was able to. It’s said, ‘The best revenge is a life well lived.’ Wanda was not in that ‘well lived’ category, she had, pretty much written-off the American dream they tell you about. But she was in a place of contentment. Seven years in her own apartment, she had grown strong in her belief that the picket fence wouldn’t be hers AND that she would be OK without it. Wanda met a guy named Marquis at the gas station where he worked, at the time. He fell in love at first site. She told him that she had problems. I had the tape in the VCR ready for her, but we sat and talked for a few minutes before viewing it. I told her that her life may change because of what she was about to see and that she could choose to not watch it and just leave right then. She looked at me quizzically and said she wanted to watch the tape right now.I hit play...and her mouth dropped. She was quiet for a few minutes, just watching the action on the TV. I then broke the silence by stating how good she looked with those huge. About eight thirty she sat the magazines down and said that she was getting tired. I got up and started toward the bedroom when she said, "And where do you think you are going?" I stopped and looked at her wondering what she wanted. "You just wait here I will be right back." She walked past me into the bedroom and returned with the ropes and the gag."I'm going to need a lot of time to get ready for work in the morning..."I started to say but she just smiled, held up the gag and said, "I thought.