Still he was able to press his lips back on her cunt, and while he enjoyed her fondling hands, he got busy licking and sucking once more. He could tel... that his lips and mouth were progressively leading her to another height of pleasure. All of a sudden, he felt something very warm and wet around his cock. When he was able to figure out that she had sucked his erection into her mouth - thus causing such a new and terrific sensation - it was already too late. He was seized in the grip of the. It was a look that Wesley had used himself when a student got out of hand. He shrank back in his chair.“What I wanted to know, Rebecca, was the subject of your thesis. It is in Sociology, is it not?”“Yes, sir.” Doc’s glance at Wesley had cowed Rebecca a bit as well. “The subject is the Coexistence of Matriarchal Thealogy and Patriarchal Theocracy in Western Societies.”“Goddess worship,” muttered Wesley low enough not to draw a reprimand from Doc.“Have you explored the origins of this. She worked my fat cock slowly and expertly until I was lost in her gentle strokes. I watched as she pulled my gown to one side and, with an exaggerated pout, said, "You're oozing all over the place, honey. I bet it's been a long time since you've emptied those balls. And we don't have a towel to catch all that nasty muck in. Would you like me to go get one?" No. Please, don’t stop. Don't you dare!" I demanded, now in the throes of excitement."Then what would you like me to do?" she went on,. How ironic it was to be putting a gun in his own mouth now, but at least he wasn’t doing it on TV with millions watching. If there could be any humor in killing one’s self, Linden thought he’d found it. Remembering the old country song Lying Here With Linda On My Mind, he chuckled weirdly, revamping it to ‘Dying Here With Linden On My Mind’…even in the last moments of a desperate person’s life it seemed that there was humor to be found. Or perhaps it was his own mind’s way of dealing with the.