My trust in her was ruined, on the floor with my heart.I heard her come in the house. I just sat where I was and said or did nothing. She came in and ...walked up to me. She knelt down in front of me and looked up into my eyes."I am so sorry Tony. I never meant to hurt you like I have. I love you Tony, and I don't want to lose you. Please understand that I had to do this, I had no choice." You had no choice? Had to do this? You slut! You WHORE! Don't' even talk to me about this. There is. And he certainly proved me right. I’d met Danks on an online dating site and, amongst other reasons, the description in his profile of his “big Jewish penis” had drawn me to him. He had barely been in the apartment two minutes before I had my hands all over it, stroking it over his underwear while he kissed my mouth, neck, and breasts all over. His hands found my panties and he commented “wow, you are so wet and ready for me.” I couldn’t help but smile, knowing that he was feeling not just. “Then it’s long overdue.” I replied, reaching out to her with both hands.Uncertainly, she took my hands and let me guide her back down the mattress, her legs slipping over my shoulders to either side of my head. I bent to her again, tasting her, teasing her with my tongue and she responded to each taunting stroke.Legs tight around my head, fingers tangled in my hair, she shook with each caress of my tongue, her body arching as her hyper-excited labia and clitoris experienced my oral. He runs opposite those soldiers. Gun fire erupts behind him, kicking up the dirt in the spot he was just at. His breathing is now beginning to labor, yet he isn’t willing to just give up and die. He has three kids and a loving wife that depend on his survival, on him. As he rounds the corner of the next building, a hand comes across his throat. Randall’s feet slide from under him and he goes down hard. His hands reflexively slip to his neck. The pain is intense. There is so much blood. His.