” Not knowing what to say to that, I sat looking at him for a moment. He looked so miserable. I reached out and took his hand.“I really like you, ...ut I’m not convinced I’d be enough,” I whispered. “Please, let’s try,” he whispered back. And so I began a relationship with a gay guy! Ok, a bisexual guy, but we didn’t have such words back then. The next evening, Arnold called at my flat. I’d only left home a couple of months previous, so that added to the illusion in my head of the worldly woman.. She sucked deeply; my foreskin rolled back; the one eyed, purple headed, bedroom snake throbbed, and my pre-come lubricated her lips as she moved her head slowly up and down my shaft.I looked down at what must be one of the sexiest sights in the world -- a young girl’s red lips closed around a pulsating cock. I put my hands on her head and forced her further on to my knob end, she resisted slightly, but as I thrust forward she took more of my bursting throbbing cock into her throat. She gagged. Cream?Sugar?"I shook my head and fell into a chair. Like an angel of mercy, she seta mug of the steaming hot miracle liquid in front of me. I drank deeplyof its rich wonderful aroma as I wrapped my hands around it to feel itswarmth."How are you feeling? " she asked as she sat back down next to me."I have a headache," I confessed."I don't doubt it," she laughed.We sat in silence for a while as she played with her phone and I staredinto the infinite depths of the coffee between sips."Do you. It had to be. The way she swayed her hips and playfully moved back to me, she was just asking for me to take it. As she looked back at me, her tongue darted out teasingly. Just focus on the job. Focus on the job. I reached between them and guided the strap through. A lewd moan poured out her throat when I pulled up and tightly fastened it. Vrip!"So why are you here?" I asked reluctantly. The question came out as a curiosity if anything. I don't even know if I had the right to ask. But her reply.