Lucky for him, I had surgery several years ago that ended up with the removal of my uvula; the little piece of skin that hangs in the back of your thr...at. It didn’t take me long after to realize I no longer had a gag reflex either. Very convenient for a cocksucker like myself!It didn’t take long for this trucker to realize I was easily deepthroating his long cock either. He pushed down on the back of my head forcing me to take it so deep that my nose was pressed against his bush. “Fuck yeah,. You're not the only one feeling sad. Come on, come with us. Don't be such a pain in the neck."'Pain in the neck?' Nikki thought. No one ever called her a pain in the neck. That epithet made her think about how much she had changed since Linda left for college. She was not the smiling happy-go-lucky girl everyone used to know. She had become a pain in the neck... That realization made her say, "All right... I'll come with you. You're right. No use staying here and feeling sorry for myself."Nikki. It really just felt more intimate, with just one person asking questions. Although, as always, I would have to give a few dirty details to a few people, and make sweet love to my husband too. I already knew the answer, but I asked Ted about sex again. He just told me that I was his slut, and nothing could change that. Ted was solid in my book. You could say that, I won the lottery, and found a nonstop oil gusher too. I was set for life, and I couldn't have been happier. I was anxious to know. "I gotta go call my mom. Like now!" she cried.She left the tray.Catherine walked in a few minutes later."Good morning, Catherine," I told her, feeling chipper.Catherine walked over to the bed, leaned down and kissed me on the cheek."Good morning. You seem in a happy mood this morning. I see you have you eaten," Catherine said."Yeah," I replied, stopping short as I remembered Nancy Lee."Well? How did it go?" she asked, waiting."Interesting!" I replied, but volunteering nothing else."Come on,.