She could do a lot worse. Or thought she could do a lot worse. Now, maybe not so much. Maybe she’d stumbled onto the worst. She didn’t know what t... do, and there was no one she could ask for advice. So she ate her waffle and decided she’d hear him out before making any decisions.They went for another ride in his car, but this time not to view spots of interest. They parked in a small parking lot at one end of a bridge, where people from the car pool that went to Turner Springs gathered. There. If he walked in here now and pointed his cock at me I'm not sure I wouldn't drop to my knees and suck it. I still prefer girls, but stick a Black cock in my face and ...." "Sounds like we have some traits in common. But no more taking it in the ass and,like you told me, no secrets. So, you protect me from myself and I'll protect you from yourself. Only, don't protect me until we get home. Anyhow, we probably won't ever do this again. (Something about her tone made me sad.) Why don't you get. Even though he was directlyresponsible for the searing pain in my breast and for my plight as awhole; it was strange to feel my own submission to him and relianceupon him to help me through it!Mercifully it happened quite quickly and the needle was soon to bereplaced with a small twenty four carat gold hoop. I was almosthallucinating with the pain and shock of my left nipple being done thatI didn't notice the preparations begin on my right breast. So yet againthe pain and shock took me by. Jack Redman you pig.’ ‘I love you mom. Give me a kiss and no tonguing,’ Jack said, holding out his arms and rolling back into his original position. Laughing Sara kissed him on the nose and then kissed him fully on the mouth, lips all but fully closed. ‘You are still the best kisser I know expect for a couple of very close pals mom.’ She laughed and said he was so full of bullshit but she was thrilled to have him home. Within the next couple of hours Chloe Smith, Lana Kennedy and Jo Lund called.