His father was a datuk and rich and Jefri spent money like there was no tomorrow. But soon he began to treat me like I was his pet cow — sole propri...torship and all that shit. What is it about these pricks that they think people can be owned? I should have listened to Aunty Philo. She said some guys get possessive after a while. Even after they dump you, they still think of you as property and Jefri was one of those. Well, fuck a duck. He should be so lucky.Then he began to hint that I should. I flicked my tongue around the head of his cock in circles, especially that bit on the top of his cock, as his hips seemed always to jerk this way. The twitching of his fun-stick became more prominent, and I knew that he was getting close. Before I was able to finish him off, he pulled back."My turn." Dean's voice was guttural. He pushed me back up from my knees and scooted down towards my hips. He knelt between my thighs and leaned forward so he could cup my sweet spot. The heat of it. .. I had the confidence to relax and enjoy, and toyed with idea of blasting my load there and then, shooting my semen in the back of your throat..... but given the circumstances thought it may be just too much for you, and pulled away. Encouraging you to lie back again I moved in beside you, lifting your leg over me I slid under for the classic 'starfish' position.. taking your hand I put it on my cock again, now positioned right between your legs.Again you gently pumped it, but this time. Just after Christmas was the last, and that had been a misunderstanding.For the first time in his life, he had employed a cleaner and on the recommendation of a friend had offered the work to a Romanian lady. She did a superb job. One day there had been some confusion over dates and she had let herself into the house to start work. She came upstairs and surprised Iain masturbating. He made no attempt to stop or cover himself and found himself aroused by having an audience.George, as he knew.