It was definitely not like me, but maybe that’s why my hands and feet tingled, and my lips wanted to press themselves against his every time I glanc...d up at him. ‘Table for two please, Marco?’ Matt requested as we entered Marco’s. The familiar Italian smells wafted out of the kitchen as a waitress came through the double doors, cheese, garlic, tomato! It smelt heavenly every single time! ‘Ah Matthew, nice to see you – as always! And who is this gorgeous young lady’ He turned to face me in. Not even did the clock strike seven that I heard a bang coming from the door, I went toward the door to see my son Brian angry and slamming the door again, before I even was able to ask him what was going on he ran up to his room. I followed him upstairs and knocked on his door asking him what had happened, only to be told to mind my own business, after asking him over and over again with no apparent respond I decided to call my husband, just when I was about to go downstairs I heard my son. He wasn’t even looking at her hand. His eyes were gone, replaced with polished orbs of volcanic glass. Black and glimmering, even in the dim light. She dropped the rock and said, ‘What did they do to you? Oh god! Can you even hear me? Can you still hear me? Please tell me you can still hear me.’ She was on the verge of hyperventilating when he nodded and mouthed the words ‘I can hear you’, her breath burst from her lungs and she slumped back against the wall. ‘Why?’ Pointing at his eyes he. My wife has never done it and now as an invalid, I don’t feel right asking her to do it now, or ever.”You can bet that I put as much suck and draw and tongue to that man’s cock as any woman has done for any man. I pushed his foreskin back and laid my tongue across the head of his dick and then rolled the foreskin back out, over his cock head and my tongue. Reef looked as though he was in ecstasy as I rolled and twisted my tongue around under his foreskin for a few moments before he slipped out..