If you didn't do exactly what the pastor wanted, he would, "hook you up". That would usually involve some poor sap being sent out to sweep the stoop o...ly to be swarmed by PD and taken away.Ever got a blow job from a toothless old queer, in a four man bed room at midnight? I did. Had to work with this guy on one of our moving businesses, and he was always wanting to fool around. Sucking me off at random locations and times as he felt the urge. In the bathroom of this old lady's house, that we. My chest was tight and I felt a growing knot in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t want to believe it. A car accident. Just some random thing.Random hurts.Some time later, I don’t know how long, the phone rang. My wife stepped back and wiped her eyes, smiling bleakly at me.I cleared my throat and then picked up the receiver.“Hello.”“May I please speak to Paul Hughes?”“This is he.”“Mr. Hughes, my name is Nathan Wei. I’m an attorney, and the executor for the estate...”I listened to him with only. " I am happy, Joy, you have made me very happy, your body is even nicer than I've imagined." You have been thinking about my body? What I look like naked, without my clothing? I know you look at my panties, I make you hard with your penis, I see that." I'm a man, Joy, of course, I look at that pretty, little body of yours and wonder what you look like under your clothes. And, yes, you often gave me an erection when you were in my office. You saw it, right?" Oh, I see it. And I like it. I wanted. "You make lots of precum," he observed."Sorry."He smiled. "I like it. It's hot. I'm already hard again." Really?" Yep." He grinned slyly. "I'm going to make you come the way you did me." He got up onto his knees between my legs. But then he paused, looking at my cock. He scooped some of my precum onto two finger tips and spread it over his dickhead. His eyes drooped. "Nice."He leaned forward onto his hands over me, like I had done over him, and then lowered his hips to drape his balls over mine.