After my surgeries, he told me about a few things he desired in a love/life partner. By this time I was totally in love with him even though he had ne...er told me the same, so I went along with everything.First of all, he thought smoking was sexy. I had always hated smoking, never tried it, but I started using nicotine patches and gum to help me develop a habit. I started smoking cigarettes called Satin, mainly because they had a pretty white pack and Isiah liked me in white. Plus they tasted. The heady aroma of liquor quickly filled the air.“Oh! Oh my God!” Ana exclaimed. “Sorry! I… oh, no! Your suit!”Brander frowned and leaned back. Brandy was still dripping down his chin and neck, running beneath the collar of his shirt. So caught up in his impulsiveness, he wasn’t certain what exactly had happened. Judging by Ana’s empty glass and startled expression, he could hazard a guess.Bemused, Brander stood back with a crooked grin, his hands aside. He sighed, “This is what you meant when. Tom tried to be patient but after the third time of spitting in his face and angrily swearing curses at him,he had to find a better and quieter way.He found a medical plastic tube,just like the ones they used for stomach evacuation.He took the ball gag and made a hole at its center,then squeezed the tube through it."Please,don't do this.I'll be quiet i swear.."Margaret begged him,but there wasn't much she could do as Tom pushed it down her throat and secured the gag tightly in place.Margaret. Suddenly he let me go and I squealed again as he pulled his fat cock out of me.It seemed my squealing had gotten too loud because one of the guys shoved something into my mouth to muffle my screams. It was my own knickers that had been torn off me when Mark fucked me earlier. I felt hands grip me around the waist as another boy took position behind me. A few seconds later, another cock was penetrating me. I felt a bit distant with a blur of orgasms as they all took turns fucking me. I was being.