"I'll be in my room if you want me. Just keep the noise down for a while."He trudged to his bedroom, closed the door, then crossed to his desk to pour...a drink. He hated reports with a passion, and the scotch was necessary to make the job easier. Sitting down, he uncovered his typewriter, inserted paper, then sipped on his drink as he stared at the blank page.For the next two and a half hours he wrote, paced, drank, went to pee, then wrote some more. His mind wasn't on what he was doing at all,. I quickly washed my cock and balls in the sink and got dressed while Jupiter was still in the shower. After the fuck I felt weak and hungry, I just wanted to leave and meet Theo at the cafe. I called out my goodbyes and went to the door as Dylan and his agent were walking in."Mason, my man," He shouted, a huge grin across his face. "Dylan, hey," I answered with a hint of a laugh."Congratulations on the scene we did, it fucking blew up, we're here now to try and organize a deal for the feature. He'd more or less guessed that and it did seem funny inspite of what he was feeling over his grandmother's condition. Notseeing her, not holding her hand or giving her a hug would be hard butScott understood.He walked into the house with his mother. Scott was beside himself as acar door slammed. The car had pulled down the long driveway almostsilently as Scott sat at the kitchen table. He didn't know the largeaging man coming up the steps and across the porch. Scott did recognizethe satchel the. Oh, my God, this was a completely new sensation: rimmed by a man while my woman sucked wantonly on my manhood. Hanna lifted my head, then sat down on the counter directly in front of me. Her sex was glistening. I couldn’t stop myself, I dove in.She tasted of salted honey. But, as I lapped away at her muff, what really got my attention was what was going on at my rear entrance.I felt a nudge on my exposed anus that wasn’t a tongue. Either Char or Dale was massaging my hole with a finger. .