The sound of her gagging was almost music to his ears. Her tongue swirled in protest and her throat contracted, only making the whole experience that ...uch better for the dominatorFinally when he let her go, she came right back up to breath and string of her saliva poured out of her mouth, making bridges between her tongue and his head.“That’s more like it!” He again pushed her head down while she was still heavily breathing, as Padme’s throat once again contracted around the edge of the bounty. He’s also hooked up with plenty of other women. His secretary, our insurance agent, the bartender from one of our favorite restaurants, as well as Lily, his current little dish on the side. He probably has a lot more that I’m unaware of, but I don’t ask and he doesn’t tell.He did confess to me last week about a fling he had with our friend Sara, while I was away on business in Arizona earlier this year. It just so happens that Sara’s husband Doug was also working on the road at the time. He was. I walked to the door of the house with a careful gate. I had too. If I had went quickly, I would have left a trail of moisture in my wake. As soon as I walked in the door, I headed to the kitchen as Papaw said. But I did not look in the fridge. I was too hot over him. I stood and stared at Papaw working until he went to dowse himself under the water hose. Watching him get wet made me even wetter. I knew what I had to do. Knowing my Papaw as I did, he would come in and head upstairs to his room. Considering the lifestyle of my mother, I doubt that she had any idea who he was either. I have always been effeminate in nature and as I grew up people generally mistook me for a girl with my mannerisms and long hair. I was also blessed with a more girlish body than that of a normal boy of such and age. I have also always had a bubble butt, hips and attractive "girlish" legs. My mother was always bringing different men home. It was more unusual than not for her to be home alone. With all of.