The sounds of the chaotic rhythm of the water’s flowing energy and the alternating of the day’s warmth from the fading summer sun and the teasing ...f fall’s early cool breezes slowly make their presence known to our city-dulled senses. The warm, moist, earthy smell of the dark soil and short green grass under the trees and its carpet like softness underfoot, add to the sensual appeal. You have taken off your sandals to experience the feel the cool grass and earth between your toes. You carry. ‘Yes, he wanted me to…’ I played coy yet again to get his cock to rage even harder in his pants. ‘He wanted you to what?’ the officer’s voice seemed to evolve so suddenly into a demand, his patience running thin and cock just needing to get the attention it had been craving from me all night. ‘He wanted me to suck his cock,’ I said then softly without reserve, moaning as he kissed my neck again, letting him believe his stupid little fantasy that I was ignorant to his intent, that I was really. The song "Old Flame" was written by Donny Lowery and Mac McAnally, recorded by Alabama. From the album "Feels So Right" `1981. One pronoun has been changed to make the song fit this situation. This story is a sequel to the original "Choices". I don't think you will have to have read it for this to make sense.) * (Lyrics) "There's an old flame burning in your eyes,That tears can't drown, and make-up can't disguise. Now that old flame might not be stronger, but its been burning longer, Than any. He paused, remarking "I have plenty of time, so unless you're in a rush, we should have enough time for you to cum twice." With that he engulfed me again. I shot. Wow. He took every drop and swallowed. Then he came up for air and it was my turn.I kissed him all over and worked my way to his massive cock, slowly licking the length and watching surge into life. I gently licked each ball and then worked my way up his shaft, finally reaching that enticing mushroom head. Licking and teasing it, I.