"I better get my rest."Eric called the next day."Hey, Andy. Remember you talked about possibly introducing me to Tiffany?" My attention turned on. "I ...as wondering if you could do that." Sure," I replied happily. "I'll call Tiffany and let her know there is a nice guy I'd like her to meet."I called Tiffany as soon as I hung up with Eric. I reached her voice mail and she didn't call back until that evening.I gave Tiffany my best spiel about Eric."So you're trying to set me up on a date with. The woman's gasps and small cries were getting louder, and Beth wondered how she prevented herself from having her orgasm, then she noticed that as her body movements became more agitated, indicating that closure was near, she would bite her lip so severely that blood flowed. Beth realised that the pain would help her control her body and stop the orgasm."You are such a slut for my cock, aren't you?" Yes, Master. I worship your cock. It is the only thing this poor servant lives for. I dream. He was visibly pissed off and assumed that I tried to use him.A few hours back, I pulled down his underwear with my teeth and let him cum in my face and he thinks I used him, I wondered. However, I was scared to talk back to him and I just touched his thighs saying I was sorry. And I finally gave him an excuse that I had to go to work the next day.He said okay, no problem. I was a little surprised as he agreed so quickly. I was still hungry and it was a nice bar. He asked me if he could freshen. We spent the day sucking each others cock and swallowing several loads of cum. Right as he was about to unload another hot load of cum for me, my phone rang. I glanced over and saw it was my wife. I winked at John, picked up the phone and answered it. I went back to stroking him while talking to her. Laurie told me that they were waiting for some Drs reports before deciding whether to leave or not. All the while I was jacking Johns cock, and he was doing everything he could to hold back and to.