I'll pour him a glass of wine and feed him a strawberry or two. I love watching his lips open to accept the treat I'm feeding him.Taking a soft white ...erry towel and the massage oil I'll move down to his feet spread the towel under them and use the massage oil to give him the most relaxing foot massage until he feels like he could melt into the bed. Back to those delicious lips. I want to make out with him like hungry horny teenagers. Deep French kisses and heavy petting until we're both all. I shifted my position so I could watch his face and his body. He arched and gasped; sometimes looking like he was in pain and at others looking like he was surprised by what he was feeling. He sounded like it all felt good.When I began stroking his cock, he began cooing in Spanish. I grinned as he reached for me, but I pushed him back. For once, I just wanted to watch him come."Papi - Papi - Papi -" he panted. Then I felt his rectum pulsing around my fingers. A second later, his dick throbbed. The girl was firmly opposed to her overtures suspecting an ulterior motive. She was probably safe in her assumptions because Honey was indeed acting under orders from her mysterious boss, Sir Knightly. The way that she finally broke through to the girl was because of the "water safety course" that most people saw as fun but a few hated even the mention of it in conversation. Honey was an accomplished swimmer and had even taken schooling in underwater activities like spear fishing and. “It’s high time to think about a family,” Tony told himself. “Hope she’ll agree.” Tony suddenly felt like a burn in his stomach, like the one he always got when he was stressed.At 12:10 p.m. the elevator doors to the 10th floor opened and Tony walked into the lobby to the front desk where a young woman greeted him.“I’m Tony Caruso, Anne’s husband. She’s expecting me.”“Please have a seat, Mr. Caruso,” the young woman picked up the phone and dialed.Tony sat down and took a magazine and started to.