Goofy as Myrick was, he didn’t miss my constant glances at his knob. A naughty visual interplay had also begun to develop between us. Throwing cauti...n to the wind, I finally couldn’t resist before pointing at his crotch and asking, “What the hell are you smuggling in there?”With a laugh, he said, “‘Myrick the Mule,’ that’s what they called me at school. I was always ribbed about my large prick.”“How big is that damn thing?” I asked, happy that my cheekiness had not caused offense.“Well, why. Firstly, how did you come to find the tapes?" Well, Alice. The tapes were sent anonymously to my office. They arrived on a Tuesday morning in a plain brown envelope with no markings, no letter and no return address." So, a complete surprise then." Yes, indeed it was. Mind I was so busy completing another project that I didn't get time until the weekend to find out what they were." The tapes just sat on your desk for nearly a week. Weren't you intrigued, even a little bit, to see what they were?. "Yes, we finally made love," Katelyn answered, "And it was amazing." The two of them were giggling as they softly shut the door to the room and after that I could hear nothing more of their conversation. I carefully swung my legs off the bed and tottered into the bathroom to relieve myself.I was surprised how well I felt. There was almost no pain in my legs, which was rare. I was used to waking up each morning in pain and moving about created a great deal of pain. This morning was wonderful. In. ..being the natural born cock-sucker that I am” – “You didn't. On the highway?”“I did. I leaned over, unbuckled his jeans, took it out, and started sucking his cock while we were doing 70 on the interstate. I've always wanted to do that. He had one hand on the wheel and the other on my neck. I think he must have adjusted his seat or something because he moved up a little and made it easier to get all of him in my mouth. I guess my fucking him before we left helped because he lasted a lot.