Then I gagged her with a bandana. I ran a finger up and down between her hairless pussy lips then smeared the juice under her nose. She moaned yes. I ...ent to my work shop area of the basement and returned with a tripod I use to hold long pieces of lumber when I'm using my table saw. I set it up and had her come stand over it , then I took her biggest dildo and pushed it down on the support coming up from the tripod. I lined the head of the rubber dick up with her pussy and carefully began. Now I'm not saying there aren't lines you shouldn't cross. If your partner wants to piss all over you, and you find that disgusting (my hand is raised here), I'm not saying that you should grin and bear it. It's OK to have some lines that you don't cross. But I'm sorry - not swallowing shouldn't be one of them. Well, let me back off that a little....at the VERY LEAST you should always let the guy cum in your mouth. And really if you are going to do that, then swallowing should be the next step.. He had a sister in my grade and we both didn’t want that drama on our plates. When he left for college, we grew apart and kept minimal contact – even when he had long breaks. Though school ended for him in May, this was the first time we were hanging out all summer. I took the bowl back and lit up, avoiding his tantalizing question. This time I exhaled my smoke upwards. Feeling the high settle in, I lay back on my bed, resting my head on a pillow behind me. We talked. We caught up. We laughed –. ..” Pastor Bob, a memory whispered in the back of my brain. “Thank you, Pastor Bob. It’s good to be out, I guess.”“Jacob, I know you’ve had a rough time lately. I can’t promise it’s going to get better soon. Recovery is a long road. I just want you to know that if you need to talk to someone, I’m available. I’m serious when I say we’ve missed you.”“Thank you, sir,” I muttered. He seemed really nice, but I’d have to wait and see before I committed any time to counseling.The crowd cleared out.