It beckons to me with an intensity that pervades my senses, leaving me reeling for sure ground. I hear the sounds, the voices. In the center of all ...that, I hear my conscience speaking to me to hold on, to fight, to love you, and care for you, my love. I have always doubted my conscience. Now, I want to believe in it. Everything you represent, feels right, genuine and my adoration for you, is calling out to me. Right now, I am heading to bed and sleep will elude my mind until I grant myself. Becca was always gorgeous, and her fashion sense was always amazing. Today, she was wearing a pink tank top and a miniskirt with a red and black checkerboard pattern. Her hair was wrapped into two pigtails with two black bows.Becca walked over to me, grabbed the panties off of my cock, raised them up to her face, and swallowed my cum. She smiled, savoring the juices that she had swallowed."Hmm, perhaps I'll get you more of my undergarments," she remarked. "You seem to enjoy using them a lot." I. That's it, suck that dick baby, suck it good ... ' Daniel started to rotate his hips as I held his dick head with my lips, I could taste the pre-cum and feel it oozing from his urethra ... Daniel stood before me, his enormously huge penis waving in my face like a threatening pole. '... Open your mouth bitch, you got a dick to suck and you better not scratch me with your teeth ... ' Bruce pulled my head by my ear, Daniel's huge dick head slapping me across the lips smearing his pre-cum over. Ken asked what was wrong and she relayed a made-up story about a breast aneurysm that could occasionally be painful. She told him that she would have to massage it for about half an hour before the pain would subside. Ken told her to relax, that he was super-happily married, and that she could probably stay in the same room and massage it without fear of being attacked by him. She asked if he was really under control, be- cause she would like to remove her bra and blouse if it was safe..