He came to me, held my neck somewhat tightly and turned my head upwards. I held his hand, pleading,-Omar…please leave me…--shut up!-He seemed very...angry. He was scarier than ever as well. I tightly closed my eyes. He shouted at me again.-look at me when I am speaking!-I opened my eyes again, but not with much interest. He was furious.-just tell the truth. Then I shall decide how I should respond! What is your connection with imad?-What? Did he just ask that?-wh…what are you talking about, there. Apparently, the videos he'd watched at home taught him some techniques. He di repeat my method of pumping the base and taking in as much of my cock (~6" fully erect) into his young mouth.I was to have quite a bit of staying power, and he showed no signs of impatience or boredom. He licked and sucked, all the while stroking the bottom half of my cock. I was beginning to feel the cum well up inside me, and was fearful of his reaction if I released in his mouth. I pulled my cock back, leaned. Cynthia Rodgers had taken up the job of a messenger pilot when she had come with Virathea to Sapphire some eight months prior. Her ship had been sent to bring warning of the coup to Dizyn and she had been caught up in the attack on that system. During the fighting she had served as most messenger ships served during system battles; as a courier for reports between the inner and outer parts of the system. She had come through it without as much as a scratch to either herself or her ship. She had. I was so obsessed that I even sat in front of my wardrobe mirror, legs spread wide as I watched myself, pretending that I was either watching Helen or she was watching me. Things calmed down for the next week or so until Beth rang and asked if I was coming to Jill’s party the following weekend. I feigned indifference for as long as I could before asking if Helen was coming as well “Oh yes, I think so.” Said Beth, “After the last one I hope she is anyway, wouldn’t surprise me if Jason and his.