I've felt this way for YEARS now. I've jerked off hundreds of times fantasizing about fucking you. I won't tell anyone if you don't".Her eyes softened...but she firmly stated: "No, I don't know what got into me but we have to stop this right now or we'll never forgive ourselves. It's WRONG. Besides, what if our parents caught us?"I said: "You know they're both at work and won't be home for many hours."She replied: "It's STILL wrong!"We looked each other intensely in the eyes for several seconds,. Suck it for me my sissy’. I began stroking it in and out of my mouth. Sucking on it. Giving it a ‘Proper Blowjob’. I sucked it like I thought that it was going to reward me by shooting cum in my mouth. Oh, how I wanted my mouth filled with cum! So here I am sucking this banana cock, giving it the best bowjob it ever had. Lipstick was smeared all over my mouth and chin. I kept taking it deeper. All the way to the back of my throat. Then it happened…I felt myself at the brink of an edge! Even. Somewhere in the Midlands ... Warwick! Suddenly the memory freshens up in his mind. That was the case where he thought someone in the security services was playing games. All the leads had been so very neatly closed off. There had been a report that the CIA were somehow involved with the girl. How did that work? Er ... was she the one who had been doing some psychological research at some peculiar adult playground in Essex – or was it Suffolk? Maybe it was Suffolk ... The CIA had turned up and. Remember too, it's not called misty for no reason." I will remember that, Richart."The rest of the day was spent resting until nightfall. * When night came, Richart and Belana are happy to see there was no moon. They took their sack of food and suspended it from a high tree branch. Heading out for Misty Mountain, Richart took Belana's hand. They looked at each other, simultaneously squeezing one another's hand.As the night wore on, the mountain was getting closer. They traversed over relatively.