Or mine?"As we stood in line to check out together, we decided it might be prudent to get to know one another a little better, doing so over a cappucc...no in the coffee shop next door. I learned that since her divorce she'd been living with her sister who was a little over a year older than she was. Her sister had never married, though she had been engaged twice. Mattie as I further learned was a business professional, more married to her work than willing to settle down and become some guy's. Another text got me the address. About 10 minutes later the taxi dropped me at the address. It was a new build apartment building and the lift took me up to the penthouse. I knocked at the door as requested. A good looking man dressed with a bathrobe opened the door. Come in, he said. I went in and went to the wardrobe and got undressed. I did put on my kinky white apron and was all set to go. You can start hoover the floor he said, and I did as requested. Actually the place seemed to be rather. "Well, in case you weren't aware 'Mr Roman', the law was changed, via an emergency act of parliament, last year, in 2002, because of the worrying increase in juvenile crime. Did you know, 'Mr Roman', that over 75 percent of crime today is perpetrated by youths of under eighteen years of age, and our lords and masters were so concerned that they made it possible for youths of fourteen years of age, and over, to serve a custodial sentence. It was your daughters fourteenth birthday last month she. I could hardly wait to roll it back. His straw coloured pubic hair was neatly trimmed. I swallowed.My right hand quickly reached up and held it. Then my left cupped his balls. “I love it”I said. “It is beautiful.” I kissed his soft cock as if it were an everyday occurrence for me. I sniffed and inhaled his scent. His member had grown a little as I held it but I hadn’t stroked him yet. I rolled his foreskin back over his exquisitely formed helmet and when I saw the collar my tongue couldn’t help.