Tasha looked up and smiled.“What? Do you want your ears rubbed as well?”“Only if I can put my head in your lap,” I dutifully replied.Tasha tur...ed about four shades of red.“You’d like that, huh?”“I am a dog of a different breed,” I replied.“So, do you lick your own balls?” Tasha quickly asked. Now it was my turn to blush.“No,” I replied, “I try to stay away from male genitalia.”Two older ladies were exiting the Starbucks, just as the words fell out of my mouth. One looked at the other, and then. For both Kris and me it was like truly coming home. There was none of the “what have you been doing lately” nonsense. For one reason, I knew that Mom and Kris talked on the phone every day, and I would have lunch frequently with Dad. They knew what we had been doing lately at least as well as we did ourselves. It was Friday night, and after cocktails and hors d’oeuvres, Mom served a beautiful dinner. It was French haute cuisine, and was superb. She hastened to inform us that the dinner was due. Running back over some thoughts he'd already had."You aren't planning on remaining on the Pai Lung after the Mars mission, you're a McKesson and have other fish to fry. You don't need to be here now, other than as a demonstration of McKesson commitment, and I expect you won't stick around after our return from Mars. If you're not going to be here, you want to leave someone behind when you leave that shares your perspective on things but can still get things done and you think I might be that. He pulled out twice as fast, then slammed in again. Damien, oh fuck, Damien! Uh-uh-uh-uh! Fuck, yes! Fuck me, Damien, fuck me harder! Dont hold back! Please! Ah, yes, God, thats it! You made me so horny, Damien! I never stopped wanted you! Im so horny for you Damien, Im so wet for you! Youre so good! Fuck, fuck, fuck! So good! Ah! Uh-uh-uh! Damien, Im going to cum! Do you want that? Do you want me to cum all over your big fat cock? Huh? I can feel it twitching inside me, Damien! DO you like it.