I’m married to you,” she insisted. “But you could just have a drink with him, couldn’t you, or lunch?” he begged. “I could but I’m not g...ing to. Anyway, I probably won’t hear from him,” Irene insisted. “But if he does ring you, please promise that you will at least consider seeing him?” Oscar begged. “No, I won’t promise that because it isn’t going to happen,” Irene wouldn’t relent, “so, do you want to have sex?” “Now?” Oscar asked, surprised at his wife’s offer. “Yes, now. I assume you’ve. I stillcouldn't believe that voice came out of me."Oh, that. Well that's just to complete the package. It's onlytemporary. We'll redo it every couple of days for a while. But don'tworry. The treatment lasts a little longer each time you use it and soonyour throat will simply adjust. Then you won't need it anymore." Andrea leaned me back in the chair. "One more thing and we'll call youdone. She held open my left eye and dropped in a contact lens."Andrea, I don't wear glasses." I blinked as she. I had buried my finger up to the second knuckle and began now to massage the rectal muscles. They gradually relaxed, opening for me. A quarter of an inch further and I was all the way in. Jake's body arched up off the seat. His long slender finger ran through my hair. He exhaled a long deep sigh and my mouth was flooded with his come. I swallowed as much as I could, the excess dribbled out and matted down his wispy pubic hair. I sucked his balls clean and let him rest for a few momnets. He sat. I bargained for a new hand cart and my weight in clean salt to fix the rutted way down to the docks. The long stone piers were rutted as well so I fixed them too. Then I decorated the ancient stone pollards with carvings of flowers that I had seen on the farm. I recieved four talents in bronze for repairing the piers. ( A talent weighs roughly 56 pounds.)When I went to mother's temple to show her what I had bargained for, there was much wailing and crying out. I finally had to shake someone to.