What are you doing to me? Ohhh," moaned Judy. A minute later I switched back to direct stimulation of her erect and exposed clitoris. As soon as I beg...an my rhythmic assault on her hard button, she came. Hard. Her loud moan changed into a series of hard grunts as she rocked and spasmed under my tongue.Judy moaned loudly as her juices wet my chin and ran down her furrow onto the towel beneath her clenching round bottom. She continued to buck and squirm as I stroked her clit furiously, until with. Suddenly I realised the atrocity of my position. It is often said that a major sexual fantasy among women is to be raped, but that they never want the fantasy to become real. For some incredible reason I had wished for my rape fantasy to become real. And I felt humiliated. And I felt used, bruised, broken and helpless. I lay back on my bed and began to pray that there was not worse to come.When I woke in the morning there was that same sticky, salty residue in my mouth. I stood to go to. How about 250?" That's still not enough, I'll go for 350!" What about 280?" He asked.Jill then entered the conversation, "Henry, stop nitpicking, we are negotiating the safety and security of the c***dren. Let it go at 350, then we can move on to other details. John will you help me clear the table please while they decide what they want?" Most certainly Mrs. Heaton, it'll be a pleasure." Oh my! Please call me Jill, you're a friend of the family now, and call my husband Henry, he won't. " And most specifically that she doesn't enjoy oral sex anymore." Uh..." Good. Take these two pills. Give one to your wife, and take one yourself. This will clear up your problem for good." Uh...Great, thanks..." John said, picking up the pills. "How did you...uh...know??" Just call it wizard's intuition." What do I owe you..." Owe me... Nothing, these are free samples. But first, can I have you sign something?"Reaching in the same compartment, the old man pulled from it a blue piece of paper..