..do something fun, sometime?" This caught me off-guard. She wasn't alone by my reckoning, I didn't know if she meant "now" or "in the future." And my...idea of "fun" wasn't cookies and lemonade.I asked what she had in mind by "fun," smiling back and moving in just a bit closer. "Well, what do you like to do?" Oh, great the ball was back in my court. I said we could exchange information, and later we could spend some quality time at my place to decide how to spend time together, if we wanted to.. She pushed her finger into her cunt and as tears welled up in her eyes she began to have one last play with herself. She pushed her finger inside herself as deeply as possible. It felt good. She had always been good at pleasing herself, almost as good as she was at pleasing men. That thought stayed with her: Had any man ever complained about a blow job she’d given him? Or had a man ever failed to cum inside her mouth or cunt? Had she ever failed to produce her own cum whilst a man’s. He’s a great guy. It’s your loss that you gave him up, all because of his balls, which he lost for you! He could have still used his tongue, you know. Even if it wasn’t technically sex, you owed it to him to stick by him after he lost his gonads for you. One sacrifice deserves another. Why should he always give and you always take?” I chewed Nancy out, of course.“Hey, now, that’s ... uncalled for, Dave. Look, Nicky’s a wimp. He’s a sissy. Yes, I lied about not cheating on him. I would have done. It also acted as a lubricant to my throat along with my saliva and Daniel's huge dick head entered my throat. Choking and gagging around this monstrous dick head caused me to momentarily pass out, just long enough for my throat to relax and grip Daniel's dick head. Daniel released my head and as I raised up I looked right in the face of Mister Henry and knew he saw the mucus and cum dripping from my lips stringing from Daniel's dick. Daniel's dick erupted again and spurt after spurt of his.