Tears filled her eyes as she fought the urge to pull him out. She held him down, still massaging him with her throat, until he’d finished. Then, slo...ly, rubbing her tongue all over him, she pulled out. A single strand of cum that had held on to his cock draped itself down her chin for a moment before she seductively liked her lips, pulling the strand back inside her. While feeling good about her work, she was worried that Marcus would be done and send her away unsatisfied.Instead, he lightly. She wished for a moment thatshe had never printed the pages. "Interesting. So what do you like so much aboutthis one?" Tom puzzled thumbing back thru the pages. "I'm not sure really. What did you think?" Vickileaned against the counter facing Tom. "She sure got herself into it big time don't youthink?" "I guess but she kind of knew it before she signedthe papers It's kind of like she choose to have those things done even if shedidn't know what was going to happen to her." "Yeah. I guess so. But. ”“I might not be doing the play.”“What?” Mom gave me this look. Then she put her arm around my shoulder. “Why would you say that? You can’t quit. You’ve been so excited about it. You’ve been talking everyone we know into going so they can watch you get plowed by that cute co-star. What’s her name?”“Letizia,” said Isidora. “And she’s not in the play any longer. She broke her leg at school.”“Oh, well, that means you’re Romea now, aren’t you?” Mom said, beaming at my futa-sister.“Yep,” I said.. Nan had lost her bra when her card got pulled when I won my quarter-final match. When she claimed a bra to wrestle in, she did not choose wisely, or the choices were pretty slim when she choose. It was a front closure bra. It had long ties, and there were many ways to fasten it. Nan crossed the ties between her breasts, but didn't make a real knot there, and brought the ties behind her neck where she tied a bow knot. Tying it that was a bigger mistake than selecting that bra in the first place..