He gripped my head so firmly I couldn’t move, my mouth was just a hole and he was fucking it relentlessly. The first spurt hit the back of my throat...and I gagged again and tried to move back but his grip was too tight and he was shouting and thrusting as each surge came from him. I wasn’t aware of the taste just the thick texture and I was unable to swallow it all, some inevitable ran down my chin. He groaned one last time, muttered “fuck “,then withdrew his still hard cock from my mouth. “Lick. " Well, when you start your book tour, you're going to need to know theanswers to all those questions and others. The media will want a piece ofyou, that's for sure. Especially after the two of you've been on Oprah." Oprah? You're kidding!" No, the agent said this book was meant for Oprah. How much more writingdo you have to do to get finished? Do you have a timetable?" I do. I want to finish all my interviews by the time the spring semesterwraps up and I figure I'll use the summer to finish. Like most of the members of the Institute, Vinci had seen several post-trip-briefs and thought those people were the bravest ever. “I mean imagine traveling back to a time where you really only had your wits to guide you.” He knew not every traveler made it back, especially those who went further back in time, but most did safely, enough returned to continue the project despite the risks.Vinci spent most of each day huddled against the wall, hoping the doorway back home would appear, but after. They walked two by two, Jack with Megan, Ben with Christy."So, how long have you and Ben been dating, Christy?"Christy glanced up at the petite, well endowed blonde for a moment before answering, trying to decide what she thought of her."About six months now. How about you and Jack?"Megan looked over her shoulder as she sized up the short brunette walking behind her. The baggy white t-shirt made it difficult to determine much about her body, though the knee-length skirt did show that the girl.