That's what's crazy. It's... It's... It's..." Gale stammered. "It's changed." "Yeah. Right." Kelly, with a mere hint of a giggle infesting that e...er so sexy voice of hers, dubiously quipped. "Like something like that could ever happen. "I tell you what's crazy. You, and your saying something as farfetched as that." "No." Gale energetically registered an objection. "You don't understand, Kell. "My face isn't my face any more. It's your face, the one you have when you do me. "In other. Sameeer Anushkaa kee tariff abhee badh hee raha tha kee Anushka fatt Razor lekaer carpet per leet gayee aur apnee jangal me razor chalanee lagee. Vo mere bahut nazdeek lette hue thee usnee aankh se mujhee help karnee kee request kee. Menee bhee manaa kar diya tha kyonke mee Tom aur Sameer dono kee svabhav se puree tarah vakif huu kee vo koee help pasand nahe kartee iss tarah ke BDSM mee. Razor mee saleee kee baal fass zate to usko bahut dard hota thaa aur daso kee das kutee uskee siskar par. " My mind swirled in conflicted, lust-filled anger and I shoved my throbbing dick into her throat, holding it there almost as if I wanted her to choke on it. I expected her to rebel, to resist and to pull off. Maybe I was hoping to scare her away. I told myself I did at the time, but I also knew deep down that she was drawing it out of me on purpose. She relaxed into my grip and her eyes found mind as the seconds passed. I could see the effort and stress build up in her as my cock blocked. I thought, my Judy is just such a ripe little girl.I did intend to have dinner with her but I had another event planned too. I decided to keep that as a surprise.**Michelle’s 1971 Dodge Coronet was outside on St. Nicholas Terrace. Once in the car I wasn’t sure of the route I would take. Arthur Avenue was an Italian neighborhood in the Bronx known for its many restaurants and stores. I drove across the 145th Street bridge and on a whim, I turned south on the Major Deegan Expressway. Judy asked.