I think he just wanted to see me drop to my knees for him. He wanted to prove something to both of us. I usually had his boner in my mouth or down my ...hroat within seconds of seeing it. He loved that, I could tell. I loved how often it would happen without a word spoken between the two of us. We handled silence well together. Randy would do most of the talking. We experimented with several positions or heights. He told me to hand my head over the arm of his couch. I did and he lowered his. Taking him completely wasn’t an option.‘Just like how I need Scott taken for me to orgasm.’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, completely devote themselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a. He went to Central America to do water and sanitation projects, helping the poor live better. He did it for 5 years and in the mean time fell in love with a beautiful Salvadorian girl. Juanita, his girlfriend, had a rough life. She had to help her mother raise the family after gang members killed her father when she was only 12. They killed him for the $20.00 he had in his wallet while on his way to work. The cops swept it under the carpet and nobody got justice. She was so busy trying to. The lift bumped away and ground to a screeching halt.Rob looked at me and I looked at him. ‘That didn’t sound healthy’ I said as he pushed all the buttons on the panel. ‘Don’t think that is going to help’ I added ‘what about the alarm button?’ He looked at me, was that with a look of distain or a look of admiration for my crisis management skills. He pushed the button and we stood and waited. He apologised for what was going on and I laughed and said it was ok; these things happen and thought.