Finally he was as satisfied as he could be about his appearance and he headed out looking for breakfast.Michael had appeared at last but still looked ...ired. "Not much sleep?" asked Paul."I was up late reading some of Chamberlain's papers. Fascinating stuff. But there isn't any indication that she has developed a fully working virus." She wants to stay ahead of the competition. Not really surprising, this is the discovery of the century. Fame and fortune are hers if she gets there before anyone. With a glimmer of excitement in my eye, I said, “I dare you to kiss me.” She looked at me for a second and leaned towards me. I could feel her breath on my face as she got closer. She pressed her lips to mine in a chaste kiss. I opened my mouth and snaked my tongue into hers. She reciprocated as she pulled me closer to her. My hands found the hem of her shirt and I slide them underneath over her smooth skin. The kiss lasted for barely a minute but felt like an eternity. She leaned back with. I was flushed as can be since my pecker was rock hard. “Are you hard? It’s normal if you are. I saw how hard you were last night. It’s ok, don’t be shy about it.” “I don’t think I should be nude and hard as a rock in front of you with Melissa still asleep,” I explained. “Didn’t the two of you fuck last night?” She asked. “Of course. But after a good night’s sleep, I have a lot of energy in the morning and I always awake with a hard-on.” “Do you masterbate when you do? You know, when. ” She came back every hour on the hour but now she was adding some variety. Sometimes she just held my shaft whilst she gently massaged my balls. For a moment or two this helped to ease the cramps but when she stopped they returned with a vengeance. Later she licked the pad of her thumb and spent long minutes just rubbing at the frenum where the foreskin joined the shaft. By the end of the night I was begging her for relief but that only served to heighten her enjoyment. The next day the doctor.