Eventually someone walked over, reached in and started to help me out. What I had didn't seem to impress him as he moved on looking for something bigg...r. It wasn't long before he was replaced by another man - older this time - who felt me up. His was hanging out, flaccid but very nice indeed. I reached out to fondle him and perhaps get him erect. He unzipped me, took mine out pulling back my foreskin to reveal my moist knob. He wet his fingers and went to work on it; dropping to his knees and. He alwayscomes back to me though. I'm always there for him.Dave never tells me exactly what he does at his work; I only know thatwhatever it is he's one of only a dozen people in the world that know how todo it. Or so he tells me. I work as a clerk in a solicitor's office. Theydon't let me type the complicated legal documents because I make too manymistakes. But I usually manage not too badly with letters to clients, and Ido all the basic, everyday things around the office, ordering. My tingles flew like a 747. On the wings of ardor.We kissed for a few minutes more, his cock getting harder and harder,getting squeezed in between his body and mine. I was moving my hipsup and down, rubbing my little cock against him.And as sure as I knew anything, I knew what my decisions were.I broke the kiss, surprising him."Peter," I whispered, "my answers are yes, yes, and yes."He smiled, like a kid who just found out he was getting his favoritemeal for his birthday. And his favorite. Sarah shouted ‘Now!’ He kissed her neck finally reaching her mouth entwining tongues. He entered her easily and started to thrust in and out, ‘Harder’ Sarah moaned, he picked up the speed, she wrapped her legs around him and pushed her head right back, her necklace tight at her throat, he kissed her neck and shoulders while thrusting, in and out, in and out, his penis sliding, his foreskin rolling up and down the shaft, her muscles gripping him hard, milking him for all they were worth. He.