” And they continued their conversation.A few minutes later, another beautiful lady walked into the room. Even more stunning than the first, she, to..., kissed the surgeon and said: “Thank you so much. You have made me look twenty years younger. The facelift and liposuction have done wonders for me.”As she left, the friend exclaimed: “Wow, she looks like a supermodel! Who was she?”“Oh,” replied the surgeon nonchalantly, “that was my wife.” And they carried on with their conversation.A few minutes. I had already kicked off my shoes and socks. but she pulled my shirt off and then dropped my pants and boxers. When my pants fell she gazed at my semi hard cock. I have been blessed with a nice cock. Not super long at just about 8" , but also thick. She wrapped her tiny hand around it and giggled. "Holy shit" was all she could say. She jerked my cock until I got nice and hard. She licked the head and sucked on maybe the top to inches, but she made up for it with enthusiasm. I laid on my back. And rather aimlessly. He had been driving all morning. He didn’t know where he was going. He wasn’t trying to escape, as such. He was just driving. Driving away. Away from everything, he hoped in vain.Jim didn’t really know where he was either. Somewhere up a country lane in Derbyshire, he thought: he hadn’t really been paying attention. It didn’t matter, did it? They would find him, sooner or later. They must be looking for him. They must be following him.The midday sun peeked out from behind. I told him that he needed to see. He needed to learn what a b u l l wants. When we got to the mirror I yanked his underwear down. I let him know I was proud he wasn't trying to pull them back up. He stood there with his little hard on. And then I told him to get on his knees and stare at my cock. He did. I told him that I was probably going to cum on his face because he was such a little bitch. He let me s l a p my dick on his forehead and cheeks. Every time he tried to suck me I slapped him,.