" "Wait", said Joe. "Was she fitted for the penis gag?" "No, I don't believe she was." Monica looked at Rachel's face. "Open your mouth wide my dear."... Rachel opened. Monica chuckled, "Extra Large. After all, she's been sucking cock for eight years at least." Rachel was tempted to say something, but decided against it.Joe stepped out and returned with a metal bracket device in his hand. Rachel could see it as he stepped in front of her. It was solid metal on three sides, with brackets at the. As for George, he had a date. No, he reminded himself, not a date. A session. A session with a marriage counsellor. A solo session with a female marriage counsellor. An attractive, buxom marriage counsellor who made his heart race and tied his tongue like a pretzel. Stop it, he chided himself guiltily. It’s a session, nothing more, nothing less. Better concentrate on driving, he decided, as his truck groaned around a corner. The truck had been a concession to Abby’s unreasoning distrust of. It was her way to remain connected to him. When Sarah read the words, she could hear his voice. She could see his face. She could feel his touch. And for that moment in time, he wasn’t gone. The man that she loved so deeply and so completely was right there with him. Taking the stack of letters, she walked over to a soft well worn chair near the window and sat down with the envelopes on her lap. It was his chair. No matter where he was, she thought to herself, it would always be his chair.. I rewarded her with a faster pace, pistoning into her harder and faster, ramping up the intensity. Our breath was laboured, our bodies were slick and aching, but I was giving her all I had and she was fucking me back as much as she possibly could. The sounds of our rough, heavy and ragged sex must’ve been audible for all and sundry, but we were beyond caring. We only wanted, and needed, each other. Jenna’s breaths became longer, ragged and desperate. She was getting close, her climax was.