After a few minutes, he stopped trusting, grabbed her head with both hands, and f***ed himself as deep into her throat as he could. Like a good cocksu...king slut, she continues to run her tongue against his dick as she stares into his eyes and gags. He can feel her throat convulse as her body begins to grave oxygen, but her eyes never drift from his. He held her head in place as her eyes began to roll back and she began to pass out. Even still she didn’t try to pull away from him. “If I wanted. Ill contact him. I got my Fetlife back. When were you thinking?” The Dom asked.“got any plans tonight? Were about to grab dinner and I know M won’t want to travel to you after the day he has had so its ok if tonight doesn’t work for you.” I responded quickly. “Tonight, definitely works.” He quickly responded. “I have messaged him.” He continued. “ok cool. Ill tell him and you two can hash out the details while I eat and freshen up.” I said. I was told to wear something that can be cut. Do your parents know?"Stephanie shook her head. "I took a test when I first got here, I grabbed it at a store on the way... but it didn't work right or I screwed it up or something."Neil nodded. "Look, I'm going to pretend you didn't tell me anything, OK? At least for this ride. I doubt that one day of trail will affect you much if you're three... or five weeks pregnant. But when we get back, we'll get you up to the med hut for a test. I'm going to have to tell the school, though. I can't have. Wahl said. "A call to your lawyer and the friendly sheriff seems to be in order."They talked for a while longer and then Mr. Wahl followed Scott over to the taqueria. Mr. Wahl appreciated the simple, but honest fare. It was a great meal and Scott enjoyed getting to know Mr. Wahl a little better. Mr. Wahl made Scott promise to call if he needed anything, and then headed back to Midland.Scott thought about calling Honour to ask her about the gun. Instead he put the display case in a drawer and.