“Are you alright?” Daniel asked, terribly concerned. “I am now,” Peter answered. Without saying a word, Peter took his hand and led him up the...stairs to Daniel's room. Turning on a small lamp, he took Daniel into his arms and kissed him. It was a gentle, passionate kiss filled with love. He withdrew and gazed into Daniel's eyes, then reached down and pulled off his own sandals, shorts and underwear. After stripping off his shirt, Peter took Daniel into his arms again, kissing his neck. Daniel. Moving to the insides, she edged them wider apart and slid her hands under my ass, digging her long nails into my flesh.Gail sucked with such force it seemed she was trying to draw my cum from my testicles. She owned every inch of my cock, doing as she wanted with it. I didn’t believe it could possibly get any harder or thicker, yet it did. It got so amazingly large that I thought it would surely burst. Gail knew how to keep me from erupting. She continually brought me to the brink of blasting. She took one more deep breath before climbing onto the bed. She threw her leg over his midsection and knelt above his body. Her pubic hair tickled his balls as she held him in her hand, wondering at how hot and rigid it felt. She teasingly played with his hardness for a moment, drawing sighs of impatience from the man below her; the man that in the year she had known him had gone from being just a patient, to a friend, and now almost inevitably to a lover.She hesitated before taking the last. At the center of it all, he saw a picture oftwo folks; one of which he recognized that son of those Illuminati peopleMac and Jerry worked for. No, that wasn't right. Why's he pinning allthis on the son? This projectioning and the haunting and the mind-controlis all the higher-ups! If he could just move a few strings...No, no. The boy wouldn't like that. Harold knew the truth, he just had toguide Sumner into it. It'd be a mistake to wake him, though. Haroldstepped into the basement and turned on.