"My friend, for this one I would strongly recommend it..."I shook my head and awkwardly walked back into the vast maze that is Braghia with the woman ...beside me. She was indeed very short, and her bald head bobbed so low that it would have fitted perfectly under my chin if she had wanted to stay close to me. She did not want this, however. She was slender, almost famished-looking, but her body still managed to retain a somewhat feminine aspect to it, with nice, rounded hips and noticeable. Further more she described how he had made her knee and suck him for thirty minutes not caring if she choked on his cock or not.By now Kathleen or Kath was rubbing her cunt to orgasm as she listened intently to the voices outside her cubicle. The woman was now telling her friend that he fucked her in several different positions for over an hour without cumming and when he did cum he spurted gallons of spunk over her face and tits. Kath had to bite her lip to stop from screaming out at this. Christie was standing next to me, eternally held in the horror of that moment. She had grown to care for Johnny while he stayed with us, to think of him almost as a step-son, although they were the same age – the devastation she felt was impossible to hide, even if she'd cared to try. My daughter was running out of the bedroom towards Christie and I –beautiful, graceful, frozen in mid-stride like a gazelle."He's still ... he's still alive – he's in surgery – but the doctors ... they say you'd. I was sipping a beer at a bar one evening when I looked over my shoulder to see Corona Joe alone at a corner table with a drink. He looked uncharacteristically glum. When I joined him I said, "Joe, where have you been? I miss you." "You don't miss me," he said. "You miss Doctor Cock."He proceeded to tell me his tale of woe. He was in his car at the rest stop area getting blown when the cops raided the place. He was arrested, convicted and put on probation. His wife dumped him, his boss.