Non avevo le palle, diceva sempre. Ma io la amo ancora, e da allora ho provato più e più volte a riconquistarla. E' finita sempre male, sempre con l...i che mi augurava le peggio cose e mi prendeva a schiaffi. Anche ieri sera, quando mi ha urlato: "SEI VERAMENTE INUTILE! CODARDO! SENZA PALLE! Vuoi veramente stare con me? Bene, DIMOSTRAMI che sei un uomo! Ci vediamo domattina, alla Porta d'Argento!"La Porta d'Argento, un locale notturno gotico, in cui non sono mai stato. Lei lo frequentava spesso,. He feels so good in my mouth, filling me and finding his way deep down my throat. I find myself moaning. I love giving head. I love having a man’s cock in my mouth, having such control over his desires and pleasure. I taste a drop of him on my tongue. He is getting close which only serves to fuel my desire. I think to myself, “Oh yes, please, shoot your hot, salty cum into my mouth”. He blurts out, “Oh yeah, let me fuck your mouth bitch!” And with that he begins to pump so hard, hands in my. In anticipation of what she has never felt, but instinctively knows that she craves.Donald knows her anguish and just teases Emma, running his fingers lightly over the top edge of her love box. Nowhere near where she is now rising up begging for attention. This is wonderful Donald thinks. Emma is so in need of self-fulfillment that she will probably agree to anything right now. He can tell that even without direct attention, Emma is almost on the verge of cumming a second time. This time. Meanwhile, under the table, Tammy let her little nylon covered foot drift ever so lightly over the teen's obscenely swollen crotch. He shuddered for a split second and was wild eyed with panic. He recovered wonderfully though by faking a yawn, even going so far as to stretch his arms over his head.But his covering gambit only helped him for a few seconds. When he was done Tammy hadn't moved at all, above or below the table. She was still in the same pose, talking to him, asking him questions..