?Good, boy,? she told him as she held the tequila glass to his lips and let him sip on the 100% Weber blue agave. She continued to let him slowly drin... the tequila from his glass, and when he was finished, she showed him how the Master drinks tequila – looking straight into his eyes, she drank her glass of tequila in one large gulp. Feeling the burning, calm of the tequila warm her stomach, and the slight numbness it brought, she commanded him once again, ?Get back on the ottoman on all fours,. I held there for a few seconds then withdrew, only to plunge down again. I forced myself to accept him as I fucked him for several minutes with my mouth. I enjoyed the sensation of gagging around John's cock. His hands held my hair tightly and he pulled with every thrust I made. I slowed up a bit and brought my mouth from base to tip as I swirled my tongue around him. I reached up and grabbed his balls, they drew close to his body as I rubbed them. John placed both hands on my temples and held. Suddenly my heart took one huge beat! Maybe this would be the night!All day at work I looked forward to being late getting home and perhaps interrupting the two of them.But nothing was any different. We did the golf range, I drove him back to my place and invited him in, but he declined saying he needed to get home.A couple of days after their third 'mini-date', my wife confided in me that she thought he was getting hard while they sat on the couch and chatted while waiting for me to arrive. My brown eyes again made eye contact and my ruby lips pucker up in a kiss blown toward him. I knew that he would have a hard cock in his pants by these actions; males are so easy controlled, I thought. Just get them hard and they were yours for life.I saw he told the bartender something, was given another beer, Tom took the fresh beer as well as the one he had sipped from and came toward me. I saw the other men smile as they expected he would also be shot down just as they were. Good, keep.