’ John chuckled. ‘Why is that funny?’ Angie inquired. ‘I was just remembering how, right before our ‘separation’, you’d leave not long a...ter having sex. It was very hard for me to watch you go like that, because I knew we were growing apart. I wanted you to stay with me as long as possible.’ John paused. ‘So for you to now be worried about me leaving in the middle on the night, that’s quite a change.’ ‘Yes, it is, isn’t it.’ Angie replied. ‘Y’know, I’m so proud of you.’ ‘Me? What for?’ ‘It took. ” “Rough day.” I mumble back. I can feel his heart beating wildly against me. “Did you take anything?” I shake my head no. Relief makes his shoulders sag. I then feel my body being lifted as I'm carefully carried into our bedroom. He lays me in the middle of our small bed and I look up with a question in my eyes. He looks at me seriously and tells me to just lay back and relax. I'm more than happy to plop back on the pillows and close my eyes against the onslaught of symptoms still coursing. The Bruce and Charlie took hold one of my ankle and one of my wrist each. My ankles were pulled up to my buttocks and my wrist were pulled back so that my hands were at my feet. Both of them had one of their knees on a shoulder of me. I could twist my neck and turn my head but that was all I could do as the Daniel walked around sizing up the scene. Daniel's man hood looked impossible to exist, I knew there was no way I could endue having him enter me even if I wanted to. The conversation was. It started growing bigger with my strokes and I kissed the head flicking my tongue over the large slit at the end. I placed the head between my lips and rubbed my tongue over the tender part just under the head. I take more of his cock into my mouth as I slowly stroke him. He's rock hard and must be about 10" long and seems to be growing. My saliva makes him wetter so I can get more into my mouth and I try to get him down my throat. I have one hand stroking him as the other is massaging his.