‘I definitely made the right choice with you,’ she said, smiling widely, almost proudly. I felt a strange feeling all of a sudden, and glanced dow... at my shuffling feet (below my still erect cock, that is) for a moment before looking back up at her. ‘What choice was that?’ ‘Chris,’ she began, getting up and walking towards me, her hips wagging oh-so-wonderfully. ‘I have chosen you to be my champion- the Champion of Cool. And not just because of the alliteration, even though that is pretty. The armor fit tight to the skin and was as flexible. It had the property of becoming rigid if something pushed on it. Thus. it was impervious to bullets and knives, and it would resist club blows by distributing the shock of the hit over a wide area. The reaction time of this hardening of the armor was so fast that the wearer would not detect any depression in its surface.The armor had the practical effect of rendering the wearer invisible by passing the light striking it on one side around to. "So, you're an experienced bottom then? I asked. "Yeah, actually am! But I've also topped plenty already as well, believe me." "Damn, started nice 'n early then', I asked. "Boy, if only you knew!" he answered. I fought the idea of continuing the line of inquiry. Instead, I decided to challenge him a bit; "Then you probably could show me a nicely trained little hole, couldn't you?" With barely a thought he turned around, directing his bum towards the cam, pulling down his undies and spreading. I was using deep, slow strokes and feeding her about half of my cock. I pushed deeper and deeper and I got to her throat. When I made contact, she pulled back and coughed, but I grabbed her head harder and pushed in deeper. She did a better job of breathing and my my cock entered her throat. I pulled out a little, pushed back in and went deeper.Liz was a trooper, I’ll giver that. She was choking and gagging as I explored her throat, going a little deeper each time. Saliva was pouring freely.