One thing Christie and Erica shared together was the love for historical romance novels. Ericas mother had a large collection of them and Erica out of...curiosity always took them to analyze with Christie. Erica, always felt the need to share these stories with Christie. She could never not share them. She know they both enjoyed it too much to do that. Christie never said anything, but the descriptions the authors gave were always vivid and intense. The readings always made her feel different.. Jessica Weaver pulled him out of her mouth and licked the tip of his cock, continuing all the way down the shaft and then back up its length. She tried to flick her long hair from her eyes and smiled at him. Jessica looked into his eyes before returning his throbbing cock to her warm mouth and continuing her work. A few moments later, Andrew Halliday came, squirting his hot, sticky load into her mouth and down her throat. This was followed very soon after by a second, then a third, spurt, which. Of what it willbe... like... to... be...a gi....Much as like waking up from a normal night's sleep, not feeling at allgroggy or drugged, consciousness returns and I find myself in a differentroom where everything's reversed; the table I'm on is on the oppositeside of the room and so is everything else, almost like I'm looking intoa mirror. Turning my head to one side when I sense a presence beside me,I see the same nurse who was with me earlier. "Don't move just yet; letme make sure you're. "You are not nearly as strong as Mr. Williams," she said. "He could raise me all the way with one hand."Maybe I was not as strong as Mr. Williams, but I was strong enough to get the job done. I kept pulling until she was off the ground and was swinging in the air.I was so hard! I had never been this hard. I found the crop."Bobby, you better gag me before you start. I don't want the neighbors to call the police."I found the gag. It was a ball with a leather strap to buckle behind her head. Her.