He looked at his map of Europe hanging on the wall behind his desk, focusing on France. He walked towards it, looking back and forth between Inverloch... and Chateau de Trecesson, a white pin, denoting its location. He could think of no other thought than to just go there and take her back. If anyone protested, he had a signed contract of marriage and was only bringing his betrothed back with him to wed her. He was well within his rights and the letter of the law that ruled his land backed him.. It's a pose; it's not reality."Meagan sighed, but stopped pressing for a change of plans. After a moment of silence, Peter requested, "Open up the neck of your robe a bit Meagan." That's not what we do during breaks." Meagan protested.Peter explained. "Normally, we're trying to make sure I don't get too worked up, like the day of..." Peter trailed off, realizing that he was about to bring up a sour topic.Meagan finished for him, "the accident?" It was phrased as a question, but more to get. “Here, you can feel the raw neoprene” I offered. He reached out running his finger along the inner lining. “Well I’ll be….” He said, turning to look behind him, he said , “Hey Alex, come over here and feel this – we need to get a couple of these.” I looked over his shoulder with surprise wondering who he was talking to. A guy stood up, he’d been in plain view sitting under the tree line where I hadn’t noticed him. In contrast to the elegant white suit, this guy was wearing only a tight. He put in a tape that had all kinds of different porn movies and one of them was a german gay flick. As we watched Mike leaned down and took my cock in his mouth like the guys in the movie and began sucking up and down like he knew what he was doing. We were laying on the bed and his cock was right in front of me almost so I leaned over and began licking the precum off his cock and squeezing up the shaft to pull more out. I continued to suck him and within a couple minutes we were both ready.