So tell me the rest of the story.” Greg requested.I told him how scared I was that they were going to beat the shit out of me. I told about the scuf...fle and that one guy was knocked out. I told him about me cleaning up the blood. When I finished Greg said.“Ok well, I gave the guy a phony number when he asked for your phone number so maybe that’s the end of it.“They could have just called information if they wanted my number all they needed was my name and what city I live in.”“I don’t know and I. He first began by returning to the super adoring, fawning man he was when he first pursued her. This increased their sex immensely which was fine by both of them. He was loving it because he saw the end result. She was loving it because she felt wanted and desired by him.The next step in the plan as I gave it to Jim was to up the ante a bit. I told him to ask her to go pantiless a couple of times a week while she wore a skirt or dress. When she would get home from work or errands tell her. Instead, I got two tutors, both of whom talked and demonstrated their ways out of engineering math entirely, tutors who loved me like a sister. With help like that, I broke through the blocks. Didn't make the 'A' that I would have liked. Ended with a 'B'. First 'B' since I hit high school. Devastated.Sitting in Jason's lap. That's my new 'happy place'. Sitting there with real tears on my cheeks, being comforted."Muffin," he says, kissing me as I'm on the edge of sobbing, disappointed in myself,. I could feel you twitching against my wet tongue, and you seemed to be resisting the urge to thrust back into my throat again. I dragged my mouth to the head of your cock, brushing my lips back and forth over the tip. “I love sucking your cock, Daddy.” I said softly, my warm breath flooding over you. I continued rubbing the tip against my lips, almost as if I were applying lipstick. You were getting impatient – your cock twitched and moved, eager to return inside my mouth. I finally obliged and.