I don't think they could believe their luck when I quickly pushed down my shorts and knickers and skillfully kicked them into the dirty wash basket. I...could enjoy my achivment long though because Matt had grabbed me by the hair and rammed my face on to his cock. I almost choked at first, his bellend was touching my tonsils and his balls rested on my chin. After five seconds he left go and I pulled off, spitting on his cock after and then taking it back into my mouth. Not knowing how to give a. I explained but was uncertain I was believed or understood, it seems counter to wisdom to remove over half the blossoms of a fruit tree, but forty large apples provide more meat than one hundred stunted, crowded sour cherry apples. S’truth, I had grafted in the good branches the year prior, they had seen me do it, it wasn’t magic. They preferred to believe in the miracles of our own lord Matty. The Low Friars basked in reflected glory as well, it was known that all my healing and wisdom was. “Okay, I’ll take you home, if you’re ready.” I stepped out to discover that Jo had gone to the bathroom.“I had to pee,” she called through the door.“Take your time.” I heard her giggle, and I sat in my chair to wait for her. She stepped out, and I repeated my offer to take her home.“You can’t drive, and you shouldn’t be at home by yourself with that concussion. I’ll stay here with you.”“I only have the one bed.”“I thought you had two bedrooms.”“I do, but I never bothered to furnish it. What. You like to watch don’t you? Do you like that I’m naked and kneeling in front of the guy you brought home for me? He’s standing in front of me, my hands resting on his thighs. His cock is flaccid and still hidden behind his boxers. I can see its thickness outlined in the thin fabric. Mmmm. I reach up and stroke along its length before placing a delicate kiss on it. It doesn’t move and I can see you’re disappointed. But then it begins to swell. In a matter of seconds it’s doubled in thickness..