With my arms wrapped around my chest in the universal symbol of being chilled or self-love, I wandered toward a sun-filled square. Standing at the Fre...ch doors in the sun, I felt better, safer. The view was spectacular. A strong breeze blew up the valley whipping my cape. My nipples responded to its brisk kiss. Standing at attention, they begged for more. My cape billowed like Superman’s, even matching in color. I looked up the near ridge bathed in the early afternoon sunlight and there on a. Kissing her lips again I couldn't taste any tobacco at all now or I had stopped caring and moved my hands around to the front of her trousers, popped the button and as I reached for the zip she stopped and said..."We haven't get enough time for that". ...before crouching down and undoing my belt. Hurriedly Sarah undid my button, pulled my fly open and slid my trousers half way down my thighs. Popping the buttons of my boxer shorts she reached for my cock and said..."Oh fuck!"...before pulling. I know you really want to dothis now. ++You tilt your head back, and glide the dildo down yourthroat,++ I clap as you are going so much deeper than you had just a fewmoments earlier as your throat is better suited for it like this. Iwonder again if you remember the training I had you go through when youwere laying on that bed, on your back, and your head hung over the edge asI trained your throat with my strap on... Mmm.. Good times... Shit, wasshe one of them? Ahh so many girls to. They all nodded their heads in agreement. ‘Good. Then that’s settled. Charles, would you guys please go and get Lynda and me something to drink? I’d like a whiskey, neat, please. And Tom, I guess you know what Lynda is drinking? Thank you… and take your time!’ The men made their way slowly to the bar. Neither one of them said a word. After they placed their drink orders, Charles watched Tom until he finally looked at him. He couldn’t stand the look of guilt and embarrassment on his best.