“Is it serious?” he asked gently.I frowned. “We don’t know yet,” I admitted. “I’ll be talking to her doctor later today and tomorrow. Ri...ght now, they’re doing tests.”He looked at me seriously. “Is there anything else you need to tell me?” he asked.“On the record, no.”“Off the record?”“Depends on how FAR off the record,” I allowed. “It would have to be as far off the record as your fishing trip,” I said delicately.He nodded in agreement immediately.“Okay. I wouldn’t tell you this if I didn’t. "This is the finest steel I could find, with an edge guaranteed to cut through iron like shit through a goose. Look at this edge." Pulling the sword out he held it up to catch the rays of early morning light just beginning to stream through the high windows. As he did, one of the toggles on the scabbard's safety strap popped off and rolled down the dais steps to land at Nilsen's feet."Crap," Dent muttered with a frown."Don't worry, I'll get it," Nilsen mused as he knelt to retrieve the. I then pull down my boxers and my cock springs out slapping her on the face like before with my meaty huge balls on her lips again. Zoe’s gorgeous blue eyes fixate on my cock and balls as I say “then stand up and walk out that door without worshiping my nuts you nasty ball addict” with a huge grin plastered on my face. I noticed that Zoe positions the cup that she’s still holding under her chin and almost like clockwork she starts sucking, slurping, and licking my balls with a passion. I had. Sherri hesitated, and felt the weight of the bracelet, she moved forward, anxious, and frightened, and pulled his shirt up and over his head. He co-operated, and she dropped his shirt into the hamper. She then knelt before him and removed his running shoes. She reached up to the waist band of his sweat pants, and tugged, but they remained firmly on his hips. Shit, she thought, they are tied. She found the knot at the waist band, and tugged it free. She then was able to remove the sweat pants,.