My untouched dick pulsated and dripped cum. My breaking the silence pushed him over the edge. He began to spray his semen. He clutched his squirtin... dick, letting cum splatter and drip. I passed him tissue, I always keep some in the car. "Can you cum?" he asked wiping cum from his jeans. I touched my cock just below the head, jerked once and my hot seed came dribbling out. I think I let out a small grunt as two lumps made their way up and out of my shaft. We both laughed, two old men,. Ben was still more offensive to the professor.“Why would I let you do that? You know, what I am thinking? Instead of you fucking me, I am going to fuck you because instead of opening my legs to a kid like you, I can get it on with some very sexy man in the town”. Professor Eleanor was also in a rage. “Then what is all this filthy talk of fucking about and showing me your boobs and the nipples in the sweater”. Ben was really shaken.“Because, I really wanted to fuck you, if you must know”. She. Gil thought that his murder was an execution to separate Chuck from the other top level leaders of the drug syndicate. He thought that with Chuck dead, the chances that the others would try to eliminate any of us was minimal however, he advised me to stay out of sight for another week just to be on the safe side. Gil felt that there might possibly be other hits on Chuck's lieutenants but was hoping that one or two of them might possibly turn state's evidence for protection.I told the women. There was no chance of mistaking him because he was familiar to me from my military science studies when we discussed the brilliant strategy devised by General Sherman to split the South in two and carry out a “scorched earth” approach that deprived the enemy of any re-supply or the necessities of life.I remembered that he used the name of William and signed his letters as “General W.T. Sherman” because he preferred his name of Tecumseh for the Indian leader of that name that often scored.