.... it was ok ''''dont be shy , you love it , its ok i would like a secret cock sucker like you''i was now a cocksucker, there was no undoing , his c...mload still making my mouth and throat all gooeyi went home feeling so weird and weak , the though of being a cocksucker repeating in my headi was home the next eveningmy phone wrang''you home boy? my wife went shopping with the k**s i needs your mouth now''my door knock hard 10 min later still wondering if i should reply to iti ope the door and. Everyone’s a writer or an actor…’ I took a sip, even though it was too hot and burned my tongue a little. ‘What do you do?’ ‘I’m an agent.’ ‘Aha!’ I wagged my finger at him. ‘So not everyone’s a writer or an actor.’ ‘Well, someone has to represent all the talent.’ He straightened and went to the fridge, opening it and pulling out a white box. ‘Are you hungry?’ I groaned when he put the box on the counter and opened it. Inside were the most delicate, delicious-looking pastries I’d ever seen,. ‘Ohhhh!!!’ Mrs. Parker gasped, delighted to have him in her once again. ‘Oh, God!!! Yessssss!!! That’s so wild!!!’ Hot water pelted down on them while Bobby grasped Mrs. Parker’s hips and began thrusting his erection deep into her. Mrs. Parker braced herself against the shower wall and drove back at him. ‘Oh, God, Bobby!! This is…Ohhhhh!!!….incredible!!!,’ she groaned, ‘Don’t stop!!! Oh, God!!! Please don’t stop!!!’ Bobby couldn’t have stopped if someone had held a gun to his head and ordered. I laughed, and let him know I would be right over. After hanging up, I laid there yawning again and rubbing my eyes. My sister grabbed the phone off of my night stand and wandered off muttering to herself. I took that as the perfect opportunity. I jumped up, put my shoes back on, and grabbed my purse. I snuck out the door, and let out a sigh of relieve, that no one saw me. I quickly raced over to my neighbor’s door and knocked. I was mid second knock when the door swung open. He stood there, a.