"You don't have to worry about me," he said, wondering how to stand up without exposing himself to her. Then again, she was completely exposed, glorio...usly naked and unashamed of it. Finally he gave up and simply stood. She brushed by him and sat. She didn't have a problem with splashing, apparently.He remembered a little packet the dentist had given him at his last checkup, and bent to look under the sink for it. He spied it and reached in. The plastic zippered bag held a toothbrush, tiny tube. "I'm sure that we can go see it," she said. "It'll just take me a few minutes to get all the information we need though. Would you care for something to drink?" Preferably in my bedroom. Joan shook her head. This was getting out of hand.Ken wished he could help her. He had no idea what to do to reduce the effect of the chemicals his body was producing, besides which, he suspected it wasn't just chemical."Thank you, no. But if you could point me to the restroom?" He wanted her to concentrate on. No. I want to go home.. this was a mistake. He kicks me again in the thigh. Harder, impatient. I start to cry a little as I turn on my knees to face him. I'll just suck him off one more time. I mean in for a penny, in for a pound right? He can't want any more than two. Most guys can't get off a second time. And after all, this WAS my idea, I'm just over-thinking it.My swollen tits press against his denim-clad knees as I tilt my head, nuzzling into his hand in the way I know he wants -- his. "Oh yeah! I love that you little bitch, choke on my cock!"I tried to breathe, but found that it only made me choke again. At least half of his cock had been shoved down my throat, and it rejected every inch.He finally pulled up and left the head at my lips."Now, suck my cock, and do a better fucking job than last time!"I wrapped my hands once again around his now wet shaft, and began to suck hard, bringing my teeth down and nibbling on it as I stroked his cock with my hands."That's enough!"He.