He was dead and this was hell, his own private suffering for all the wrong he had done in his life. He was being punished. This idea had taken hold of...him overnight and circulated around and around, growing in strength with every turn. Nathan was paying less and less attention to the tastes and smells he was forced to endure. He didn’t even notice how his body had changed. He only thought of the torture. Cum time again he saw, and the salty flavour was a physical confirmation of his fears.* *. I pulled down his boxers, letting his cock spring out and slap him on the belly. His member standing tall as I slid them off the end of his feet. Staring him straight in the eyes, I grabbed his cock with both hands and lowered my mouth to it. Taking it all the way in on the first try, I was amazed. I felt his pre cum in my mouth and I pushed harder, twirling my tongue around his throbbing head. I almost gagged and had to come up to breathe, I loved this knew sensation and after bobbing up and. * A man needs a mistress just to break the monogamy.* A hangover is the wrath of grapes.* Dancing cheek-to-cheek is really a form of floor play.* Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?* Condoms should be used on every conceivable occasion.* Reading while sunbathing makes you well red.* When two egotists meet, it’s an I for an I.* A bicycle can’t stand on its own because it is two tired.* What’s the definition of a will? (It’s a dead give away.)* Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.*. "Wh-what? I'm fuh-finished," whimpered the exhausted beauty in confusion."Nope. Now you have to FUCK it, pledge, like I told you. Now do it!"They made her slide all the way up and and all the way down on that big buzzer for another twenty minutes of mindbending climaxes. Luanne's thighs were quivering with fatigue and her body dripped with sweat, but she kept going as the videotapes recorded her every groan and grimace and tit-waggling forced orgasm.Finally, they let her stop and stand up..