So yes, I can work for this woman, if she can work with me. Humph, she probably does half her work with closet gays as it is. I might let her stage me... or have you do it.’ I heaved my own sigh, ‘OK. Here is where things stand. I have a lunch meeting with her tomorrow. We are friendly, but I also know that her schedule is packed. Hopefully, Helen can help shift some of that load. One way or another, we will know by one o’clock tomorrow. So, go to Mass. See a movie. Take some time for yourself.. Jo said, "you are so fucking fit D. fuck her Phil give it to her hard again."Phil stood up and slid D to the edge of the table lining his big hard cock with D's pussy. Like before, slamming into her hard then pulling his cock all the way out and jamming it back in all the way.D didn't scream this time just held on to the table moaning in ecstasy as Phil was really fucking her hard.Jo was now kissing D. She then got upon the table and lowered her pussy onto D's face. D started lapping at Jo's. You did something else for me too," I then told her."Like what?" she asked curiously."Well, it's not like I have any Playboy's handy," I said causing her to laugh, "You know...to sort of jump start things a little," I spoke."So you mean you need more than just the touch of my hand to give you a jump start?" she joked back, though obviously nervous, her mind already processing the hint of what I was asking her."Well yeah, sort of," I finished. "But it would help, if maybe you were to...ah,"Now. ”“The simple solution to that problem, bud, is not to tell her.”By now, my rubbing his crotch had resulted in a very serious tenting in his pants. I unzipped his fly, undid the fly button and lowered his pants. Then I dropped his boxers and got down on my knees.He was indeed erect. About eight inches, I would guess. His cock was cut and thick and standing mightily at attention.I wrapped my right hand around it and started to slowly stroke him. My left hand scratched and fondled his balls. They.