Wonderful. But in the middle of my “cleaning up” pleasure, Amelia took a hard graph in my head and dragged me up so I could look into her eyes.“...o it again,” she ordered.I wanted to get licked myself too. But there was something frightening about her voice.“Do it again, bitch, or I’ll kill you. I want more.”I tough she had gone mad. She had never spoken to me like that. And she seamed angry as never before.“Don’t make the pleasure end,” she said in a very clod voice that made me decide. Ever since I was a little boy I was afraid of thunderstorms, and whenever there was a particularly violent one at night, I would run to my parent’s bedroom and climb into their big king size bed, where my mother would hold me until the storm abated.I literally shook with fear, and only the warmth of her body holding me close, and her soothing voice could calm me down. One such occasion when I was in class twelve took a different twist, we were experiencing the worst storm I had ever witnessed. More

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