"Close your eyes," she commanded.I didn't see how that was going to do much to make it easier, but I did as she said. Behind my lids, I could tell the... room had gotten darker. She had turned out the lights.I knew it was dark, and yet I kept my eyes closed. I felt the soft pads of her fingers brush against my neck as she swept my long hair out of the way. A jolt of electricity went through me as I felt warm lips against my sensitive neck. My lips parted, and I sighed softly. She trailed little. I cannot see your cock hard beneath your robe. You know that you could do anything with me at this point. That my submission to you runs deep. You have taken your time. My body sings with both pleasure and intense need. Deciding it is enough, you reach up and release me from my cuffs, feeling my body sag against you. You catch me and turn me, pushing me over the arm of the couch and suddenly you are entering me. You drive your cock into me hard and deep in one stroke. I arch my back and cry out. " Of my what?" Your esophagus. Which connects your mouth to your stomach."Her eyes widen. "You mean my throat? Like, I have to swallow that thing?!" "Precisely." But...my....But what if -- I mean... Will it make me puke?" Well, you may, if your gag reflex is too strong. But hopefully that's not the case."She quiets, unable to break her gaze away from the long stem of the scope. I raise it so she can have a better look. Holding the handle with my right hand, I pull the tip of the probe from side. ”“I bet he did,” I inserted. “You SAW ‘em?”“Yeah. Whole thing.”“I’ve never seen anything like that,” I said.“That was the first time I sort of thought about your dad at night, after we talked about that.”“How old were you?”“I was twelve...”“Did you...”“Did I what?” she retorted. She’s going to make me say it.“You know ... masturbate.”She looked almost guilty, nodding. “I dunno, Deena. There’s just something about your dad. He just seems so right to me.”“But y’all didn’t do anything until you.