I was in a euphoric state of being a black cocksucker faggot. I was going to savor this experience for as long as I could hold it out. I wanted his co...ck to stay hard in my mouth and hold his massive balls, gently caressing and tugging them all night long.I was snapped out of my trance like cock worshiping state when he said, "Hey faggot, I would like you to do this all night but everyone is expecting us back inside. You have until I finish my cigar to finish me off, think you can do that. She bore no weapons though - or maybe had she been stripped of them, as her arms were tied behind her back. Her boots of supple leather were high and worn out; boots of a poor traveller. She wore a ringmail skirt of foreign craft, and bore a modest golden tiara. Her breastplate caught the attention of the King more than any other piece of her armor. Not only because it was magnificent to look upon, shining as if it were embroidered with the very light of the Moon and the stars; not only because. "Yes Martin, I'm afraid they probably do think you are gay, but what ofit." Oh Missy," Martin said as a single tear ran down his face. She took atissue and patted it away as not to ruin his makeup."Mommy honey," Do you really have to add that to what I am already suffering. Look atme." I am looking at you sweetie. Call me mommy."Martin said nothing else."Martin, listen to me honey, I may be able to get this marriageannulled. I talked to the lawyer that did the annulment of your marriageto your. I watched with helpless horror as the pole fell towards me. It fell vertically and smashed into the pavement less than a foot from where I was standing, paralysed. The noise of the pole hitting the pavement was enormously loud at such close proximity. Chips from the paving stones flew up and lacerated my face, the pole fell sideways and crashed into my shoulder, numbing it in a way that boded no good when, eventually, the feeling returned.Angela had fallen when I pushed her aside and scraped.