.little...throat..." I guess the best thing about Lola was also the worst thing. She wasn't vindictive like Contessa or manipulative like Isabella...s...e was just passionate. But it was a passion that burned up everything it touched, and she was its first victim, lost in mindless hedonism and completely unaware of how brutal her love was.My only consolation was in knowing that at this rate, she would fill my throat with her milk before she could even think about fucking me. I would prove my. I guess the word 'Glory-hole', is a recent terminology, for when an opportunist man sticks his dick into a hole and takes a chance, with what is on the other side.From the female perspective, you can leave and run, or study it, once the shock and then the giggles subside, a cock in all its glory, is after-all a pleasure organ, and most of us girls just cant resist touching it.I wrote a story about the time when I checked into a seedy motel, after a long haul flight. I was tired and edgy, so I. Either way, I tucked into my lunch with gusto. I couldn't quite grip a knife and fork in eitherhand yet, so I resorted to using a spoon. I barely tasted the food, butit filled me up and was most welcome. We chatted a bit about how our lessons were going, and then I mentionedthe girl Alice who had been friendly to me. Jane fixed me with a seriousstare, "You need to be careful." How so?" I asked."Well I've heard some things about Alice. I don't think she's overtlyanti-MORFS, but there are rumours. 'Suddenly, her own orgasm rushed towards her, and she collapsed forward, crushing her breasts against Don's chest, while his cock pulsed the remainder of his seed in her.Don took the opportunity to hold her head so he could press his lips against hers, and kiss her, long and carefully. She moaned happily in his mouth while their tongues touched and explored.There was a gentle cough from beside them. Don glanced at his daughter, smiling.She returned the smile, though a little uncertainly. 'I.