It’s for the deep throat movies we do for clients so they can see how far a dick goes down a throat. In this case they could see how tight the shit ...is against your throat. Everything that is said and done is streamed live right to the clients. The microphones in this room pick up everything even a whisper. Then after the camera circles you connection stop and the doctors will run in and pull the shit out of your mouth. After that whatever they have to do for you they do. They even treat you. We also heard the Chamber Orchestra in a Prokofiev, Shostakovitch, Tchaikovsky concert at the City Recital Hall – a far more intimate venue.It was mid-November when Rachel asked: "What should I wear?" Eh?" To the wedding! I'm certainly not getting a traditional gown." I hope not! And not virgin white, either. But do you want to get something special?" I think I ought to. But not white: that's the death color in Japan." Oops! Eggshell? Pastel? Pale blue or rose?" What were you intending?" I was. It’s an unnatural position but I know what it looks like after examining me in the mirror so many times. I was showing off for my mom. From what I could tell, she enjoyed every minute of it. It was obvious because at this point she now moved her hand inside the waistband of her skirt. I couldn’t wait much more and I had to grab my cock once again. At this point the two of us began moving up and down at about the same pace. My right hand was moving up and down my shaft. Her right hand was. Soumya was shouting with joy….”you horse dicked young rascal…..I love your rod to lock my hole permanently…how good it is if it is struck inside tightly forever….I have never seen a man like you with a huge dick and strength ”. Her words filled me with new strength and I slowing started picking movement and stood firm on my feet with a slight bent prepared to till her hole deep and deeper. She too took the challenge and welcomed me with raised hips. I rammed with brutal force crushing all her.