Especially when in a housethat is not his own. Just because you are taking charge doesn't meanyou should abuse the privilege!Waldo throttled back on h...s irritation within seconds. "Oh. Okay.Sorry," He blushed in his embarrassment. "I'll just...go get them,then."Celeste nodded, an expression of annoyance still on her face. "Don'tever talk back to me like that again, Waldo. Remember who's houseyou're in."The hairless boy blushed deeper now. "I know, I know. I'm sorry."A devious smile then formed. I took a moment to stare at it, it looked pretty impressed, it wasn't a monster and yet it wasn't small. His pubic hair was trimmed short, I guess even at this point in his life he still felt the need to be tidy. I glanced up at his face once more and felt the tightness in my stomach strengthen. Was I really going to do this? I'd been seeing Rob for around six months, if I could at least somehow enjoy giving blow jobs I could satisfy him long enough until I was ready for sex.I leaned over his. Her wide belly seemed to shrink; the lines in her face became unimportant. Her sexy laugh, interested eyes, and big tits were more prominent.Then she invited me in.“I can’t.” I told her awkwardly.“Oh, you have girl now, in America? She asked with a hint of regret.“No, it’s not that, it’s just that I’m not staying at the hotel anymore.” I told her, “No expense account.”“Ah.” She agreed, leaning back in her chair as her face assumed that inscrutable expression I’d heard so much about but never. He never moved away so I let my hand slowly reach out to rest on his thigh and then move up his leg. Paul kept his eyes on the TV but when I reached his throbbing cock, he let out a sigh and stretched his arms out over the back of the couch. I stroked him with my right hand while I kept pace with my left. I felt his hand on the back of my head and he was pushing me gently toward his cock. As I got closer I could see the precum slowly leaking out. His head was so hard it was deep purple in color.