Abel wanted to crumple the note in his fist and whip it at the wall. But it smelled of her perfume. He would have a few more days of that scent. Even ...ore, he wanted to pick up a chair and hurl it at the window to watch the shards rain twenty floors down to the pavement. He went through the motions of working. He didn’t everything he was supposed to through a hazy curtain of detachment. At the end of the day, he rode the elevator down and left for home. It all felt like the same day. On. “Very well, said Venetia, “suspend her again.” “A-AH... no... ooo...” It was an involuntary gasp from Xena. However, Venetia’s order was executed immediately. The pulleys clanked and, now gasping and crying out, Xena was suspended once more. The agonising strain on her muscles was renewed. She began to sob softly as she watched the purple-clad figure rise from the throne and leave the chamber once more. No one could have been more aware than Xena that it was this Princess Venetia who would. Heflashed his pass to an electronic reader as he listened to Mikey continueto say "no" for another minute at least. "It?s fun! Besides, you dunnowhat you?re missing!" He laughed. "Want some when you get home? A super-cute bro hooked me up! I got Sisselixer, BruteBeer, all sortsa funflavors!"With a sigh, Jeffrey just shook his head as he realized his friend wasgone. "You brought that sugary swill into our apartment? Fucking hell,man! I?m trying to lose weight!" The indignation made Jeffrey stop. ..." I said no more, as my desperate mouth quickly engulfed hisblack manhood. I gagged a little as it filled my mouth so much that the head of that huge thing actually touched the back of my throat.His hand went to the back of my head, as he tried to make it go down intomy throat, but I resisted as an inch got lodged there.I raised my head and looked up at him while gasping for air."Where can we go, babe… I really need to have this cock in me!" I yelled."How about the backseat?" He asked me.