" He smiled at her and liked her a notch more.She sounded very much the school teacher when she said, "The Reverand Henry Ward Beecher, thought the he...n a most elegant creature... "The hen pleased with that, laid an egg in his hat. And thus did the hen reward Beecher." She smiled and waited for his reaction. He gave her a big grin and said:"That's good. I like the play on words. The Henry Ward Beecher stuff." He'd gotten it.She had dated many men who hadn't, which amazed her. It was as if they. “Oh really, well we’ll just see about that,” Chris said as he walked forward and lifted his huge cock into my mouth. I tried to say “no” but the ring prevented anything coming out of my mouth other than “mmmmmmm.”“There you go ladies and gentlemen, a born cock sucker. Listen how he moaned when I put my cock into his mouth,” Chris said to the audience that would someday see this film.Chris continued to move his massive cock in and out of my mouth – occasionally pushing it all the way in –. "I glanced at Cara, trying to gauge her feelings. I didn't have to wait long.Her hand reached over and stroked my thigh, "We decided to share you, lover." My wife's toe stretched underneath the table and stroked my cock. "Yes, share you."Those words ignited a firestorm between my waist and my thighs. Share me?My wife smiled. "I booked us a room upstairs, hoping we could take the first step on this new journey tonight." Cara squeezed my thigh, "I'm in." Raising my hand in the air, I yelled a. Strange, that we say fallen. For us, it seemed to happen more side by side with a stillness, a circling, an enrapture. Perhaps you only fall if there’s a safety net. With Amelia, whose whole life was a plummet, headlong and fearless, was our love only a moment, suspended and timeless before we fell? There was no safety net with Amelia. She was free fall, all the way. That’s what she did to me, Amelia. Thinking tiny moments of mortality and immortality, all mixed together in a split second, on a.