The best I can do is study. But each time I start on something, I realize that I need to start one step back." You are the Prime. You will learn," she...said with an assurance that was almost physical.Jeff had to laugh at that. "So, what brings you to see me? Not that I don't welcome your visit, as you well know."Selina shifted until she was in a position to stare directly into Jeff's eyes. "I have read extensively on the subject of cats and kittens..." Of course you have," Jeff said, encouraging. I could tell by Paul's voice he was relieved, "Thanks, buddy. I owe you one".I grabbed my keys, jumped into my car and sped off down the road, intent on getting to the office and back as fast as I could. I turned on the radio. Instead of music, the station was broadcasting a weather alert. It had been unseasonably warm that fall and we were having periods of intense fog. As I drove down the road, I could see the fog banks in the distance. At that time, I didn't think much about them... just. ‘Yes,’ she giggled. ‘it boosts their ego, but in your case, I’m telling the truth. Now I want you to put it inside me and fuck my brains out,’ she said, releasing me and rolling over onto her back with her legs wide open. I didn’t need a second asking and got between them and had the pleasure of sliding up into her warm insides. ‘Oh it’s wonderful to have sex with a man who knows how to use what he’s got.’ ‘I think John knows how to use his too,’ I said in his defence. ‘I know that, I wasn’t. He was a complete mess. There was the obvious lump of his still-rigid cock. At the tip of the bulge was a large, shiny, whitish blob of liquid, which began rolling down to the right of the bulge as he watched. The blue denim was shiny-wet and dark around his cock bulge, curiously spreading to either side, but absent along the ridge. It was as if the great pressure of his thick hard-on against his jeans crotch was keeping the moisture from getting into the fabric there. But below the bulge,.