Itried to bring myself back to my senses as Missy reached down and with asoapy hand stroked my penis, Missy gave me another deep kiss I keptkneading h...s breasts till I was past the point and orgasmed. I let out adeep sigh and Missy smiled "you liked that didn't you." "yes I did thankyou" was my post orgasmic reply. Missy turne his back on me and rubbedhis butt into my groin area as he stroked himself to orgasm. I was gladas I was not ready to face my actions to this point but I just knew. Stand up, offer him your lips, a few more kisses, then raise your top up and offer him your sweet breasts. Take one of his hands and push it down into your loose fitting pants, to your smoothly attended, clean, and trimmed source of 200 thoughts a day. Real men are simple. It is the lap dogs who are too complex. They live and die, having never figured it out.Keep life simple. I'll trade you two bummers that I have to handle for one deep throat. It's the only thing we need; and I do mean need.. The management changed and they hung onto their wait staff for about six months before firing many of my favorites. One of my all time favorites was young girl, Abby, just out of high school who was working her way through the local community college. She and I spent many slow Sunday nights sitting and talking about many different topics. I ate my meal slowly those nights because I enjoyed her company and her visage. She is quite short, standing only about five foot two, while I tower over her. When I talked to her doctor about this, he suggested having a relative come to live with us for a while until Peggy snapped out it.I sat in the office that night, as I often did lately, and began to think. Her family was out since she only had a sister and we didn't know where she was. The uncle was definitely out. I don't think he would live for fifteen minutes after Peggy saw him walk through our door.I suddenly got an idea. I grabbed the phone book and dialed the number of a private.