These vary a lot. Some days, he leaves my lips bruised and my throat raw as he nearly chokes me. Others, he merely stands still and lets me do all the...sucking and swallowing. Most days, it is somewhere in between. Always, he finishes by holding the back of my head, pushing his cock in until his balls hit my chin, and shooting his hot load straight down my throat.Whatever day it is, he leaves for the office by seven-thirty giving me some time to recover, clean myself, and dress for the day.He. “Well I don’t care honey” she said “I am happy and he satisfies a need. The same as that vibrator you use because Barry won’t have sex with you. You know I could train Oscar to take care of you”. Then she came and hugged me and kissed me. “Oh God Amy I could never do that” I protested. She kissed me again. “Amy what are you doing?” I cried. “Jan for years I have wanted to make love to you” she whispered “let me show you there is more than one way to enjoy sex”. I protested, tell her it was so. “What happened?” Coach Kingwood asked me.He was in time to see a couple of them dry-heaving as they leaned against a fence.“I won’t name names,” I said, pointing at the ones who’d started it, “but a few of them mouthed off that they were in great shape. Then someone questioned someone else’s manhood ... it devolved into taunts, so I put an end to it. I am now Capitán Cojones, and these are my soldiers,” I said, as I surveyed the devastation I’d triggered.He looked at Coach Way.“He thinks he’s. ‘No!’ Beatrice cried. ‘No, please, she’s lying! I am a virgin, I am!’ The men lifted her, flipped her onto her stomach over a barrel. Her white bottom stuck up. Michel went to his knees behind her. ‘There’s no need to pretend now, Lady Beatrice,’ he said. ‘You might as well give in, and enjoy.’ The handsome first mate positioned himself, nudging at Beatrice’s cunny with the swollen head of his organ. Beatrice begged and howled, promising him rewards, gold, jewels, if only he would not do this.