We talked half an hour and to my huge surprise I got on well with the Princess. Although to be entirely candid, when you’re staring down the barrel ...f a pair of 38s like Felicity’s, you’re tolerant of the aristocracy. Big tits keep you focused, especially when you find you like their owner. I was plucking up the bravado to invite Miss Brown herself out for dinner, when we were interrupted by an elegant, middle aged Florentine dressed in an impeccable navy suit. ‘Ah, here we are Felicity. I’m. Your prostate is healthy now, all that remains to be cleared up here are some bad metastases into the colon and pelvis. Shall we continue?"Just nodding my head I immersed myself deeper. I won't repeat myself. The pain was there and it was bad, yet I managed to keep my mouth closed, perhaps groaning occasionally, as the turmoil in my guts seemingly carried on and on. And I knew it when the infractions into my pelvis were attacked. This time I would have foundered with possibly fatal results had. We would swap emails and text messages, both comfortable in each other’s cyber company. We’d even occasionally swap the odd photo, sometimes suggestive and naughty and other times just of things that we knew would be of interest to the other. We both agreed it would be fun to meet up even if it was just for a chat over coffee. We had not gone as far as having cyber sex. Somehow we decided early on that it really wasn’t that kind of relationship. My job involved a fair amount of traveling and. Just give me a few more seconds, PLEASE!" "Nope, you knew the rules. 3 minutes to cum. 10 seconds left" "ALMOST THEEEEERRRRRRREEEE-" "And time, HANDS OFF NOW!!!! And so I stood there, my hard cock throbbing, on the edge and ready to burst. To make matters worse, I haven't been able to cum in over a month. I needed this relief so bad, and if I had 5-6 more seconds, I would've gotten in. But no, I stood there with my hands behind my back, as my wife looked upon me with a wicked smile on her.