Haha."The chat ended with Ben saying, "Has everyone just been talking about my cock??"We all said, “yes,” in unison and he said, "right I'm off to...the bar so you can talk about your own genitals now, same again I take it…"While Ben was at the bar I sat next to Asha, who was clearly drunker than she'd been for some time. I made sure she didn't feel weird about the story we'd been telling (the bit about me and my ex anyway), she just smirked and said no and apologised for asking Ben how big his. At the bottom of the page, it said, “Moving Violation / Speed in Excess of 85 mph” and listed his wife’s name next to it.He placed the letter back in the envelope and took a moment to collect himself. Then he stepped inside.“Ellen, this is from the insurance company,” he began.She looked at him quizzically. She hadn’t yet made the connection.“It says our rates are going up,” he continued, “because of a speeding ticket you got several months ago.”She turned away in embarrassment, now fully. He thought back to when this had started. He had been exercising at his gym when he had meant Jesse, a tall almost stocky woman with auburn hair. They had talked, just chatting about the exercises and such. Over the next two months they talked more and had even enjoyed some refreshments at the healthbar, the gym, had after some workouts. John had always made sure she knew he couldn't stay long because he had to get home to his wife but all they did was talk about general things. One day she. I licked a drop of precum that had formed on his tip. It tasted sweet and delicious, sticky and thick. My own cock throbbed as I continued to lick up and own his long, thick shaft. Sim grabbed myself at the base and squeezed his manhood hard. Another thick drop of clear precum leaked out the tip and he offered it to me asaying "lick that cum, baby." His words seemed strange to me but I licked his tip anyways and tasted more of his sweet juice. I wanted more and ran my tongue around and around.