Imagine my victim offering to help?It would be sad for Sally to discover I formerly planned to murder her. Her opinion of me has recently become impor...ant to me. For reasons, one of which is, I’m dependent upon her good will to cure me! If she can. Another is, I want to continue to appear heroic in Sally’s eyes. Egoistic of me!“This is the last bottle in the fridge. Shall I reload it for you?”“There is more on the floor in the department of sins.” I point to the louvered door concealing the. Her skin was so very warm and soft and enticing.Sue knelt down and she gazed at my cock as she took it in hand. She coyly gazed up at me as if to say that the party is now beginning. She gradually opened her mouth as she leaned further forward and her tongue led the way as she licked my hard cock all the way up from the base of the shaft and she licked her way up until she got to the tip and she began to take in into her warm and moist mouth.She began sucking deeper and deeper and I was. She talked with that Ivy League school accent and dressed in outfits that would have cost me a month's salary. (I found out later it was more like 6 months pay).Later that evening, when a downstate representative was lecturing us, and being really obnoxious, she glanced over my way and a little grin, as if to say, "Yeah! He's really a jerk".When I agreed with her by a simple nod, I knew I had just made a friend for life.Soon the meeting wound down, and they left in their limo for the airport. She laughed softly and told me I had a lot to learn, more control being the first and I had better visit her when she could spend more time on my lessons. There was no sign of my sticky ejaculation and she must have known what I was thinking as she licked her lips saying she did not like to waste mans milk. She looked at the book while fondling me and saying she wished she could stay longer as she was sure she could get me to spunk for her again before the night was out and as she asked me to.