“I taste so good, Ronnie. How do you taste?” I raised my hand to the camera so Nancy could see the puddle of cum in my palm. I stuck a finger into...the sticky mess and then began to suck my finger. “Ya know, Nancy, I’ve never wanted to eat my own cum before meeting you. Is this what you want me to do?” “Oh, Ronnie, that is so hot. My husband would never even think of tasting his own junk. Let me see you do it again.” The sight was obviously pleasing Nancy so I began to lap up my own salty seed.. I didn't know why it was, but I was dizzy for Miss Goldman; that is if she was still alive.What about good old Mr. Marks? I already knew he had an interest in American Fascists. Why did he keep going to the Onyx club? Did he have a snitch in Tin Pan Alley? Or maybe a butter and egg man? These were the things I had to get the low down on. They would allow me to put the squeeze on Marks. I owed him bad. I was no longer on the nut, I decided that I would bring the fight to Marks and his. More

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