“Same opening gambit, then, one day, he told me to get off the bed, kneel in front of him and open my mouth; told me he was going to ‘give me communion’: then he held the sides of my head, put his c**k in my mouth, told me to ‘suck-it-like-a-lollipop’, use my tongue, keep my eyes open and look at him.
“He moved in-and-out and I had to close my mouth, keep it closed and keep my teeth out of the way, until he shot his stuff. It tasted awful. Of course, I’ve had plenty of it since, but his stank; it was rancid and he kept coming, ‘gallons of it’, and I had to swallow it all. Once, some spilled-out and he slapped my face; ‘Bang!’ right across the cheek.
“Then he wanted to ‘experiment’; that meant he was going to ‘f**k-my-ass’; can you imagine? I couldn’t! p***y, ok; mouth and ass? Never! I n
