It was another dildo, shaped like a real cock.‘Would you like the real thing, slut?’‘Yes, please.’‘Are you sure? This would be like sucking ...n a real man. And it would be on video.’ It had been years since we had such a dildo in the house, and I realized I wanted it in my mouth bad. More than that, I wanted her to see me suck it, regardless of the video camera she just reminded me of. ‘Yes, I want you to see me sucking on that dick.’With that she plunged it into my mouth as far as she could. No. " It was Jake, of course. "I had a few minutes to kill, so I figured I'd wish you a happy New Year." Right back atcha." Sheila there?" Yup." I turned to Sheila. "It's Jake." Jake?" she said. "Calling you three hours before he has to play in the Rose Bowl? He's insane," she smiled."Yes, I am," Jake, who obviously heard her, said into my ear. "Are you at your house?" Actually, no. An old classmate of mine invited us over for a Rose Bowl slash New Year's party. But this place is lousy with Illini. I was feeling the wine in my head. I shook my head side to side like a lion sniffing the air. I was feeling tipsy, my temper subsiding with the meal and wine. I looked up at him shyly, "Thank you."He smiled sweetly at me. "Belle, I like you like this, vulnerable, but always so strong." I laughed. A rakish grin crossed his face as he raised his glass again, "To making love on every train, coach and taxi in Europe!" I laughed, and he drained his glass. "We will go now. I will make love to you. "Did you enjoy last night?" she finally broached the subject."Yes, very much so." Me too, you made me feel young again, Paul, and very, very desirable, something I haven't felt in a long while." My pleasure," I replied. "And I do find you desirable, very much so in fact." You did make it a bit obvious," she chuckled."Part of me tells no lies," I chuckled in return."Tonight..." Tonight?" I'd like to share your bed, Paul, to make love in at least, as all your ladies do." You'd be most welcome," I.