I donโt remember were it all began but all I remember is Michael he was my first and my only lover, I live for him and him alone.
My name is Glory I am 22 years of age I am 5โ4โ 120lb I have brown eyes and red hair. Michael and I have known each other since kinder garden it only seemed only natural that he should be my first lover.
It happened on my 18th birthday we got drunk and it was then as we walked across the midtown park he tuned to me and told me to kneel, I just did it the grass was damp and my bare knees squelched into the soft ground. Michael undid his belt and put it around my neck he pulled it tight and I felt it grip on my soft skin. I started to choke and screamed for him to stop as I screamed I felt the belt slackened slightly and I gulped down a breath of air.
Michael then asked. โDo you love me?โ
I said โYes of coarse I do, you know that.โ He looked down at me and I gulped down another breath of air, then he pulled on the belt again and I felt my life draining from my body. He undid his trousers and his stiff penis slipped out into the night air, it looked massive with the moonlight shining on it.
I started to feel light headed and seemed to be passing out he must have realised this and loosened the belt again as the air hit my lungs my mouth open, as I did he pushed his rod into my mouth and deep into my throat and once again I was unable to breath he held me there for what seemed like an hour then he started to bob my head up and down his length.