Who knows how many works of art were spared for posterity as a result? And when the rioters had finished their business, they filed out of the house a...lmost apologetically, their baseball bats and other weapons now splattered with blood. They even tried to close the door behind them that they had earlier spent a full ten minutes forcing open. Theo was able to determine from the deep gouges and the damage to the lock that the door had suffered not just the onslaught of crowbars but also battering. . As a sort of... Christmas present." I see his smile as he asks, "oh? And what is this present?" I lick my lips then I get on my knees in front of him. My mouth perfectly in line with his crotch. I, again, see no signal from him that I should stop. I place my hands on the button of his pants and undo it. I slowly unzip, then lower them. I hear an audible sigh and know it's because the thin layer of his boxers is the only thing between his cock and me. I look up at him and think, 'will he stop. " She gave him the hairy eyeball. "And no stabbing your tongue on my fangs, either." Okay." The rest of the weekend, we test our other boundaries," she said waggling her eyebrows. He waggled his right back. "And we need to see how long you can go without passing out while you have your senses 'spun up.'" She paused to sip at her tea."Whatever made you think to call it that, anyway?" she asked inquisitively.He frowned in concentration. "I think I read it in a science fiction book. Something. After a deep breath in she looked me in the eye and said “more please, sir” and I pushed her head back down to continue the fucking of her throat Ak ak ak ak ak ak she went again and I let go of her hair, giving her free reign to go as she pleased. Her head moving at blinding speed, bobbing on my cock. She pulled off again, and with another deep breath in, went down and licked and sucked on my freshly shaved balls, jacking my soaking cock off, never breaking eye contact. Standing up, she said.