"Lucky bloke. Don't suppose you need a hand? " "I think I can cope, thanks!" I didn't give him much of a tip as I thought he had already had a bonus... Inside the door we kissed at the foot of the stairs. Linda's jacket was on the floor and so was mine as our hands roamed over each other's bodies. She took my hand and led me into the sitting room and then went over and popped on a CD. I was not surprised at the track she started playing. "The wine's in the fridge if you want a glass ", she. She told me I should get some shut eye, she got up was about to head back to her bed, she bent over and sucked on my cock. She bobbed up and down and then she went and licked my balls. She said, there, got the cum off of you.Next morning, we pretended that nothing happened. We went on a hike in the woods, Sal and Jackie was up front, Dawn and I was little bit behind. She asked me why was I up that late, so I told her I have trouble sleeping at night. She said, Oh didn’t know, if I knew I. . an ice cube? a popscicle? his fingers, dipped in ice water? Again, my mind can not choose, while my body revels in the sensation. Over and over, new sensations assault my skin, my mind, my being, each one bringing me closer to the point of overload. He knows my body like a favorite movie, a treasured book, a coveted painting, and he tantalizes every square millimeter of me, until I am shuddering, gasping, wanting. At last, I hear his voice, smooth and full, and he says only three. So it was more work, but always fun. Procol had worked for two full years at the 'Exotix Bar and Space Stop'; no it wasn't high powered, all that had gone, but hell it was fun!The tall Harumian slung the final banner over the glass rack at the front of the bar, and then Procol took two strides back, admiring his handiwork '100 not out!' was emblazoned in gold on a shimmering silver background. Procol uttered a brief 'harrump' of satisfaction, and sighed; all was ready. Now just add the punters,.