Sorry sir”“Tell me, in detail, what happened”I give him the briefest summary possible and express my regrets and promise there’ll be no repeti...ion. I have my fingers crossed as I recant. But he wants detail, lots of detail. Did he force me? Did he pay me? Did he climax? When he came, did I swallow? How much semen did I have to swallow? How old was I when I first performed this act? How many men have come in my mouth in this way? Was I wearing the same stockings and suspender belt I. I liked to stroke and imagine it was me up there on the screen getting serviced so royally. After teasing my stiffy for awhile I looked over and saw this long black hose come sliding through one of the gloryholes into my booth. This guy wasn’t even hard and was already hanging 8 or 9 inches onto my side. Being an equal opportunity cock sucker I got busy on that beautiful hunk of meat and swallowed as much of that fucker as I could. After I got it nice and hard he pushed his big hairy nutsack. I don’t think that you have to guess as to why. Malcolm Philip Ward, for the record,” the chairman smiled now with considerable relief.“I’m Adam Clarke. The Prophet. These are some of my people, starting with my wives, Autumn, Hannah, and Xia Delan Clarke. This is Dr. Anwyn Slater, a recent professor of history at West Virginia University. This is her wife, Gabby Slater. This is Lewis Slater. Long story on the Slater surname. This is Till Clarke and his wife, Raquel. This is Sardha Clarke. This. Doing things that you'renot afraid of isn't brave. You're like the bravest and strongest person Iknow," she says as she kisses my cheek.I slightly laugh. "Hey this person you're talking about sounds prettyamazing, maybe you can introduce me to her sometime."She glares at me for a second before she realized I was just teasing her,then she grabs a pillow and tries to smack me with it laughing.Jumping back, I blurt out, while waving my hands frantically, "No don'tmess up the do!!" Which makes us.