I kept stroking slowly. ‘Touch your balls.’ She urged. ‘Touch ’em.’ I fondled my balls. She kept kissing my neck. I stroked a little faster....‘Not so fast,’ she said. ‘My turn.’ She started to stroke me. She kissed her way down my chest and took my penis in her mouth. She licked around the head like a child with an ice cream cone. She wet a finger and poked my ass. She sucked up and down on my shaft. Hesitated. Tongued the hole at the tip. She licked, then sucked. I was on the edge. She sucked. Except when we got to John's place.That fucker Alex ruined EVERYTHING. Again! He must've thrown a tantrum after heard the message. The place was wrecked. The furniture, the plants ... even their TV. I bet his beeper must've burned out, screaming that loud. I know I was screaming about that asshole. All of a sudden, it was like the lights turned out all of sudden. John's done this once before at work, during a high-tension setting ... my feelings were damped down, but I could think. He was. As it was, I was bracing myself for a marathon tag-team event on her birthday. I could picture her and Steve going at it until he begged for mercy and switched with me until I was exhausted and begged to switch back. Two males trying desperately to satisfy the tiny girl and finally crawling away trying desperately to escape as she kept dragging us back into her bed. The thought made me laugh, although I did not share.Meanwhile the children gave me the usual daily greeting with enthusiastic. ’ She looked at me, expectantly as if I was her only chance to get home safely. ‘How far?’ I asked. ‘What? How far where?’ came from the phone which was now in my lap. ‘It’s not that far, Stafford, do you know where that is?’ Annie asked. I brought the phone to my ear, ‘Stafford, you know where that is?’ Mike went into a screaming rage but at one point during his tirade I heard him say twenty miles to the north. ‘Close the door,’ I said to Annie,’ handing her the phone. ‘You talk to him.’ I.