. Until she wasn’t there anymore. The problem wasn’t the MS anymore. Not the big problem, anyway. There was another factor climbing into the backg...ound. More serious. Pancreatic failure. Chronic.She caught me in the office one day over her lunch hour. “Charlie, got a minute?”“Sure, hon, what’s up?”“I want to be at my daughter’s wedding.”“Oh. I see. The doctor thing?”She nodded.“OK. Let’s talk to Princess Pinkie tonight. We’re only a few weeks from graduation. Let’s see how much she loves me.. Alex and I continued to text regularly, but his schedule has been pretty hectic. Ever since I first hooked up with Alex, I couldn't help but notice a feeling of fullness returning to me periodically. Like a ghost cock, stretching my anus pushing deep into me. Sure enough, I did a bit of research online, and that's what people actually call it. Ghost Cock. Some people, both men and women, experience it for a few weeks after their first time doing anal. It was driving me crazy. It felt fantastic.. Yet nothing managed to penetrate his defenses. Mike could tell that he was now not holding back, refusing to go easy on him even for a moment.“Weak!” Michael shouted, blocking another of Mike’s blows with his shield. “You have at your disposal one of the ultimate powers the universe has ever known, yet you have not the creativity to use the full strength it possesses. Such techniques will not best me, and they will certainly not best the Antichrist!”“Well then, how ‘bout this?” Mike back. I ordered Jason to come eat me out, which he did enthusiastically. He may have been a virgin, but I guess he'd gotten to third base before. I came all over his face. I began to take off my thong, when Jason said please leave it on. I'd always fantasized fucking a girl with her thong on he said. He asked if I had any condoms. I told him I was on birth control and not to worry about it. He smiled and we kissed again. I turned over l, put my ass in the air and slid my thong over so my pussy was.