“Of course “, I replied.Jason then pulled a long bench from against the wall and slid it under the sling. Freddy lowered the front of the sling so...I was now fully on my back and stood there with his cock across my face. I tipped my head back and he fed me his cock. The sling rocked from side to side as Jason stepped onto the bench holding onto the chains. I could feel his hands next to my crest and the sling rocked again as his weight came onto the sling. Slowly he entered my ass pushing high. What the fuck kind of game is he playing with me? Theres no way he could have mistaken me for a bottom I came on to him and made it clear that I intended to fuck him. And yet he came home with me, he must have known that I, like most tops, would reject attempts to get near my ass. It doesnt make sense. What the fuck kind of game is he playing with me? So youre just a model homo citizen doing a good deed, I sneer. And this is entirely for my benefit. Sure it is. Im not going to make you do. I did not attend the junior high school where he taught, but, more than once, when a classmate asked me, "Is Mr Sutherland your dad?" and I answered, "Yes", the response would be:"He was tough, but fair."But he had touch of naivete, and he told me, more than once, that that characteristic ruined his chances for advancement, at least in Henderson, New York, my home town. The principal at his junior high had resigned, and my dad made the mistake of saying something such as "I hope Mr Tallman is. Helen was on a high by that time and I could envisage the thoughts going through her mind. My lips found that precious pair of labial lips. I teased her, switching from one side to the other a few times. By this time Helen was so aroused and I could taste her creamy fluid on my mouth as it flowed out of her pussy and down my chin. I went to work on that little nub that had been awaiting my attention. I lifted the hood of the nub with my tongue and gently tickled her clit. She jumped and.