But it is the most familiar, having spent thousands of hours, and spent thousands of times, in my mouth, between my breasts, in my vagina, and of cour...e, lodged firmly in my rectum. Familiarity made it easy for my talented tongue to concentrate on those spots that dear Roddy finds so pleasurable, such as the area behind his frenulum, the very tip of his glans, and so on. My free hand lightly massaged his scrotum, rolling the two marbles around gently but with enough ardor to ensure a good mix.. There was a knock at the door and Amy's voice floated into the room, “Are you two alright in there, I heard raised voices?”“It is fine, petal,” I shouted back. “We were just discussing something important, but it is resolved now.”The door cracked open a bit, “Are you decent? Can I come in?”“Yes, you can come in. Don’t know if we are decent, depends on your definition of the word.”Amy came through the door and sat on the end of the bed, “So what was so important?”“Amy, it's none of your. Fifteen minutes pass. Something must be done. I have to get some sleep. I don't want to spend my Saturday in bed.Now I get up and slip on my robe. I go and knock on his door. When he opens it he is bare-chested wearing only some shorts, and he is truly carved from stone. His body is firmed and cut. There is a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. A voice said to talk to him. What do I say?"I'm sorry to bother you but your dog is keeping me a wake," I get out."Sorry," he replies, "I just put. He said, "No. I was just about to go down to the pool and take a swim and wanted to see if you felt like coming." I looked at him and realized that he was wearing his swim trunks and an unbuttoned beach shirt, and he had a little cooler in his hand, undoubtedly containing a good supply of beer. Suddenly, a plan formulated quickly in my mind. I told him that I was really tired and was just going to go back to my "nap." He waved cheerily and said, "Okay! See ya! I'll be down there for a while if.