This time I would do it in my home. Slit my wrist. BUT — the television was advertising a new show — The John Larroquette Show. This was right aft...r Night Court went off the air. He was the manager of a bus depot. He was a recovering alcoholic. He kept saying, ‘If I can make it through tonight without a drink…’ Well I decided I would wait to kill myself until after I watched that show. It worked and I got several things done. I had everything ready to kill myself at the end of that show. BUT —. “Well, maybe,” Hailey agreed. “I was thinking more about how you could have me bent over the seat right now instead of trying to read the type off that document.”She reached under the blanket on Phil’s lap and caressed his dick.“I think I have a way to move your focus to something else,” she said. She reached up and turned off his reading light before lifting the armrest between them. Her head slipped off his shoulder and disappeared beneath the blanket. At 30,000 feet, it was almost completely. And the entire time she moaned and talked."That's it, fuck your slut. Come on baby, make me your slut, stuff your cock into my slutty body. Cum in my slutty mouth baby, your slut wants your cum in her belly," and a lot more along those lines.The surprise came when she said, "I want you in my ass lover. Take my slutty ass. I've never had a cock there before so come on lover, take your sluts ass. Make me your ass slut baby; stuff your cock in my shit hole and make my ass yours." You're kidding. I'll just die if I don't. Please, please." I'll lick you a little, you slut, but you've been bad, really bad," and she starts to lick me up and down."Oh, that feels so good, please do it some more. Please, please. I'll do whatever you ask me, just lick my hot, wet cunny. I promise."I try to move around as she licks me but really can't wiggle much, she's got me bound pretty tightly."That's all I'm going to lick you, you bad girl, you whore. It's all you get from me." Oh, yes, oh, please lick me.