Break a leg." Throw your back."Eve was glad to be going home, but not happy about going home with eight male dogs--three in the front seat and five in... the back. Before they'd gone a mile, Eve cried, "Mother, these mutts are impossible. Can't we put some in the trunk?" We only have a few miles to go. If you'd let them sniff and lick, they'd settle down." I hate being licked. God, they are so disgusting--STOP IT! DOWN!" You stop it, Eve. Sit on your hands and part your legs." Mom, no! I have no. Meaning the doctors worldwide began jerking off into their coma patient's mouth to wake them up. Next they began prescribing blow jobs, or at least swallowing cum, to every woman on the planet. Sperm banks quickly emptied. As tolerance developed it was quickly beginning to appear womankind needed as much or more seed than all of mankind could produce, just to fight the effects.With the introduction of "public medication" laws and every erection being a luxury, consent had become barely a. Sarah beckoned me over. As I stepped closer, Sarah took me in her mouth. The warm sensation as the head slid through her lips was intoxicating. Watching Kelly lick my wife’s pussy as she was blowing me was more than I could imagine. Sarah was getting me harder than I thought I could be. She kept moaning around my dick. I began to slowly fuck her face when she pulled back and my dick plopped out of her mouth.“Baby, please fuck Kelly so I can watch.”That’s all the encouragement I needed as I. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I couldn’t accept the ghost of Allan in the shape.