Joshua switched of the buzzer and crouched next to Cheryl. Carefully he started to remove the cables from the needles in her breasts, and then slowly ...pulled out the needles. When he was done he finally untied the leather straps around her body. Her arms first, then her legs, and finally her body. Her limbs flopped down, and before her slender body slid of the frame, Josh catched her in his arms. He’d almost believe she was dead if it wasn’t for her slowly moving breasts showing that she was. ’ Obviously all of this was just making me suck harder, until she stopped me, moved my head up a little, pulled back a hood of skin, then showed me her clit. I licked it, flicked it with my tongue, sucked it and gently nibbled it. This was enough to send her over the edge, and she orgasmed all over my face. Laughing at the mess she made, she bent down and gave me a sloppy kiss. Then she smiled, reached into her purse, and pulled out a condom. She unrolled it over my thick cock and pulled off. Believe how good I feel. Like, like--" searching the room with her eyes, trying to think how to describe it, "I'm like a bowl of warm cooked noodles, soft and warm, drenched in butter, oodles of butter. I’m sleepy." "Ohmigod, Amy, was I really good?" Amy smiled and nodded solemnly. "Yes. And I loved your finger in my ass. That really sent me over the edge." "I mean, omigod, it was my first time . . . and I wasn't sure I was doing it right. I just tried to imagine how it would feel to you, if. She made quick introductions and led him through the foyer and into his father’s room. The sight of him was languid, tearing at Henry’s heart. Forcing himself to muster his strength, he moved towards his father and sat next to him, being careful not to get in the way of the tubes giving his father oxygen. Breathing life into his quickly deteriorating body. His father looked wan, and to Henry’s eyes, it was all erroneous. Henry Valentino the first looked up at his son, a smile creeping from his.