"But there's something I don't get. I know there are some stories on that site that aren't about sex. There's plenty of it in most of yours, but some ...f yours don't have any sex at all..." Well, sometimes it's more effective to just hint at things. Some are about relationships, some about feelings..." And some about loss, or being unable to connect. It's strange, not even a hint of sex in them..." Oh, God," he said. "You read it, didn't you?"Her smile grew. He was always so unflappable, and she. He's on his knees right above my chest/neck. By now i get the picture, he was about to face fuck me. If you have read my other stories you know that jay's dick is slightly over 10 inches and fat, so fat only half of his dick could fit in my mouth. He puts his dick in my mouth, it slides against my tongue and hits the back of my throat, I gag; he says in a disappointed voice " man damn come on, i got a bitch that can put her whole dick in my mouth, shit nigga you gagging already" I get it in my. She also gave me the address of her apartment in Chicago. It was on Lake Shore Drive and my recollection was that it was a very expensive neighborhood. I dutifully wrote everything down and later would transcribe it into my contacts list on my laptop. ‘Promise me you’ll call her,’ she demanded. ‘Yeah … yeah … I’ll call her,’ I agreed reluctantly. I didn’t say when. -0- I was sitting in my office when the phone rang. It was Monday morning and I was getting ready to fill my coffee cup for the. It was right downtown and not near either set of parents.We found time, though to attend a Sunday afternoon concert of Mozart, Handel and Vivaldi concertos by the Australian Chamber Orchestra at the Opera House. The most interesting thing for me was hearing Mozart's Piano Concerto #12 played on a fortepiano, really more impressive than a clashing full grand. We also heard the Chamber Orchestra in a Prokofiev, Shostakovitch, Tchaikovsky concert at the City Recital Hall – a far more intimate.