He pushed in a bit. His cock and Baxter’s ass were well oiled and his cock head entered. Nature took over and he pushed in a bit more. About half hi... nine inches were in before there was some resistance. Baxter pushed back suddenly and a couple of inches more went in. They both gasped at the tightness. Carl stroked in and out and gradually all nine inches were in Baxter’s ass. Baxter was huffing and puffing, loving every stroke. His hips pushed back in time with Carl’s strokes. They had a firm. Wo aaj muze bahut sunder dikhani lagi aur uske munh par muskan thi. Blue colour ki sari usne pahane thi aur usi colourka blauz aur uske under black colourki brasier. Maine usko phir thik tarahse delha to uske chuche brasirer ke vajahase sidhe aur tight dekh rahe the. Bajume baith kar usne muze najdik ley liya aur mere sharir par hath ghumane lagi. Uski najar meri chaddi par pad gayi to wo muze bathroom janeko kahane lagi. Boli dekh tera popat uthakar khada ho gaya hai aur bathroom jana chahata. So, what was the plan?’ ‘Push his image buttons,’ Jeff said. ‘He thinks it will damage his image if we get married, so give him a scenario where it’s much worse not to participate. ‘I don’t have the money lined up and I don’t think we’ll need it. If he needs to invite a small army, he’s the only one who can afford it. And if he doesn’t pay for it, he has no control.’ ‘That was cruel not to invite him to the wedding.’ ‘You do remember it was make believe?’ he asked. ‘Yeah,’ I said, convincing. I think you're a lot stronger than you realize, Bard."He put a paw on my shoulder. "I'll let you get some rest. I have to leave for a couple hours. Ask the nurse to give me a call when you're ready to check out, and I'll take you home."I stared at my wrists, with the tight stitching. I was alive, and I was still here.As Wanderer left the room, I called to him. "How do you know I won't do it again, given the chance?"He turned. "I don't. You have to choose to live, Paul. No one can force you to.