I asked him in for a cup of coffee. He said he really should go, i told him I would call his folks and tell them the bailer had a flat and had to fix....His smile and glance at my growing cock in those light blue boxer briefs, lead me to bleive I was in for a hot time, rather that a hot cup of coffee. I was right, we walked onto the back porch and he took his boots off, as I walked in ahead of him. when i held the screen door open for him, he was already pulling his wranglers off, and said, O. Always the traveling yogi, bag of tricks at the ready.He still felt as if he were being watched from some window. The unease mixed with narcissistic pleasure as he walked up to the porch: he knew he looked sexy, in his tight orange T-shirt and little black shorts. His freshly waxed legs showed just a hint of tattoo along the upper right thigh. He straightened his posture, and drew his shoulders back as he approached the door. It opened before he could reach the doorbell."Alex? Sydney. Pleasure. Told him it's the mans job to take of his undies. To my surprise he actually asked "why" Looking up at him stood there his boyhood exposed in front of me. I told him. Because when a man does, your body is his to have. "what does that mean?" If i take them off your body is mine, I'm telling you I'm having what's in your undies. If you take them off your telling a man your sharing what oy u have in them. "OH" was all he said. I took his dick in my mouth. "No no i don't want you to do that, it. You must ultimately choose, a gain for a loss. You cannot have both. Opportunities will be placed in your path. Ultimately you must choose one."The woman gathered the cards, Angilee paid her and left, now wondering more than ever what to do. She wanted to call Jeremy like she had never wanted anything in her life, yet she pondered the potential loss. Terry was a good man. Insensitive?... yes, even selfish at times, but she knew and never doubted that he loved her. She tried to focus on the.