Just like in the pirate books, she can kick over the table, grab the knife and run. She can make her move. She can save her honor. Brenda leans forwar... to the edge of the sofa with one hand braced on the coffee table. Her heart pumping madly, she is ready. As her fingertips tentatively graze the knife handle, the unpredictable foreigner shouts. ‘Ginsu Master Chef!’ Brenda recoils, as he seizes a wickedly curved cutlass from the attaché case. This new knife is twice as big as the one Brenda was. ..i continue 2 suck suck suck suck u in until your girthy glans bumps in2the back of my cock-sucking throat& i struggle 2 fight the urge 2 gag...my throat muscles clutch at your capuntil i force myself 2 relax & recover& then take your cock in even deeper...u push your hips 4ward & then moan" i'm gonna cum !! i'm gonna cum !!! "by the time my lips are on your rootu are on the ragged edge of orgasm& when my tongue lathers your shafti feel your erection throb & pulsate & then suddenly your cock. “Yeah, I do, I look forward to the next time we can hang out!”“I’d like that” a smile now proud across her face.“Me too.” I reply as her bus arrives. As we stand, I moved forward and hold her in a hug. She embraces me tightly and lightly kisses me on the cheek as she waves goodbye getting on her bus. I return the wave as I sit back down and wait for mine. It doesn’t take long to arrive and I get home feeling in a much better mood.It doesn’t last long as I can’t be bothered with work on the. Peter had followed her in. As he did so, Georgie leapt from her seat, ran at him screaming, she kicked his shins and pummelled his chest with her clenched fists, and shouted, "I want my Daddy, I want my Daddy".Her brother stood up and looked at his mother with dead eyes, and ran to his little sister. Engulfing her in his arms he led her from the room. Diane looked at Peter. He had been completely surprised by Georgie's tirade and hadn't even tried to protect himself. The look of shock on his.