With that she lay on the coffee table, stretched her arms behind her while lifting her feet into the air and grabbed the heels of her shoes. By pullin... on her heels it lifted her chest off the table and raised her shoulders and head to a perfect height for me to slip my cock straight back into her mouth and this time her throat was nicely open for my cock to slip in balls deep. I began to fuck her throat for all I was worth, pulling out every few strokes to allow her to catch her breath before. The minimum age to take part wasfourteen and the younger performers tended to have a rite of passage ofplaying the female parts when necessary. They could expect a bit ofmockery but having a sharp retort and a strong acting performance atthe end of it was enough to get the better of those exchanges.The first year that I was old enough to be involved, I auditioned andgot a part. Fortunately (or to to the cast members less obsessive aboutthe theatre, unfortunately), the volunteer director that. One day, I had a thought about a Road Trip Game and tried it out. It was perfect and to this day I still play this game while I am driving down two lane highways. The object of the game is to try not to cum for as long as possible. You can do this by either trying to hold back your cum for as long as possible or for a totally different experience you can keep your body as relaxed as possible and just let the juices flow naturally without trying to hold it back at all (this can be done by. “You’re amazing!”“I am?” I squeaked. In what way was I amazing? I was just lying there, trying not to cry as sharp fiery pains filled my groin.“Yes! You’re so… so tight.”So ‘tight’ was a good thing for him? It wasn’t a good thing for me. ‘Tight’ hurt.It hurt even more when he started pushing in and out of me.He began panting and groaning, as though it was a challenging athletic event; running up a few flights of stairs maybe. All I was doing was lying there with my legs spread wide and my.