“You sure you want this?” he asked. “More than anything.” He then pressed a hand on my shoulder to get me to kneel. I went down willingly, eye... trying to look up at his face, but once I was eye level with his groin, my eyes moved like magnets to his semi-hard cock aimed at me, I licked my lips and he let loose with a groan. I sighed as he showered me with his piss, listening to his sounds of relief. Once he was done, I reached for his cock, felt it harden under my touch and pulled it to my lips. I put my hands on top of her head, forcing it down a little each time it bobs down. I tease her a bit saying, "I'll only put my cock inside your pussy as deep as I do in your mouth". Giving a little laugh. She redoubles her efforts and really starts ramming it down her throat. But her small throat will never be able to take it all, at least not without some help. So I tell her " let me help you". And I get up and pull her to the edge of the bed. Her head hangs down from the edge and place my. ”“From... ?”“The Australian Museum. I’m the Director.”“Alone?” [I’d feared this.]“I’m a widower.”“Oh. Sorry. [pause] I’ve been happily divorced for over a decade. It was a demonstration of how right Congreve was.”“I don’t get it.”“In The Old Batchelour [1693], William Congreve wrote: ‘Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure: / Married in haste, we may repent at leisure’.”“Well, you may repent quite suddenly. There’s a large bulldog near your right sandal.”“Ooh!” She moved her foot.. Trainer I presume?" Yes, and this is Miss Simon" Brian replied."It's a pleasure to meet you both. My name is George and this sorry looking excuse of a co-pilot is Sam" the pilot said as Sam grinned and waved. "April is back in the washroom and will join us in a minute."A beautiful tall red headed young woman in a blouse and skirt came out of the back door and walked gracefully up to greet them."April, this is Mr. Trainer and Miss Simon; folks this is April, our new hostess for our inaugural.