Your personal tart, aren’t I? It was the perfect twist of fate. Our manners doomed me, yours and mine. Or arguably saved me. So what if I never get ...another acting gig? At least I don’t have to live in a world that is literally tearing itself apart anymore. If it’s because I wasn’t given a choice, well, honestly, love, how many members of your lovely harem did you give a choice? Frankly, you did them a favor. They didn’t have to agonize over things.“I mean, by Jove, if you’ll pardon that. As she pushed all the way down she felt him touch the back of her throat and she felt that pleasant sensation, that pressure she enjoyed so much. As she slowly moved back of the length of his cock she put her hand on the base of his cock. She let him slip from her mouth fully and she looked at his hard cock and rubbed it gently with circling motions at the base of his cock.His hands reached into the car and into her low cut top and pulled her large tits out. He pinched her nipples and pulled at. “Well, he’ll just have to suffer.”“Isn’t there something I could do?” I asked.“Like what?” he asked.“I don’t know. Not clean him there?” I suggested.“It has to be done, for his own health.” Will said. “He’ll just have to suffer through it. Believe me, nothing short of a hand job is going to help, and we don’t want to go there!”He rolled over and went to sleep, but I lied there, really troubled over my poor boy’s predicament. I had difficulty falling asleep, Will’s last words running through my. "You do love it, don't you?" He was looking at me with an almost pleading look, as if he needed my approval. I cannot believe what I did next.I nodded my consent and he closed his eyes and took me gently by the hips. His cock began its' first withdrawal, a slow movement back until his cock was free of me. His eyes opened and we both looked down at our bodies as we met again and our mating renewed. He continued this practice, pulling out of me and running himself back in, several times until I.