You usually dreaded such occasions but it was a treat meeting some fellow-writers . Justin, the new head of the firm had great news for you too and yo... were planning to read his proposals on the train journey back up north. But first there was a tour of the premises where all your books were ‘born’ , or at least made presentable for their exposure to the world . Then another mini-tour around some of the famous literary addresses in the immediate area. Finally a tea , again at the Ritz , then. Ma'am," his voice came out in a whisper as it should since he rarely used it."Good. Now, let's begin," I smiled and reached over to grab my utensils. The movement was worse than a slice of a blade; it seemed, because Michael groaned as if he were in excruciating pain. "Oops, simply forgot about that, love."A statement so far from the truth, I felt silly saying it. Of course, I didn't show him mercy, I knew how tough he was and wanted to test it further. I lifted my hips and lowered myself down. .at one time in my life. I loved it. I loved acting that way. I loved feeling that way. It made me feel alive. But that stopped when Jimmy died. I missed and wanted sex but I didn’t want to get involved with anyone and I didn’t feel comfortable picking up strangers at a bar. It didn’t seem right. How’s that for irony. The thought that my son could possibly help me with this problem had never accrued to me . . . . . . But now it intrigued me greatly. It did more than intrigue me…It set me on. I started kissing on outer lips of her pussy and she was moving her pussy in circles on my lips. Then I don’t’ know when I started enjoying it and my COCK already as hard as an iron ROD. I insert my tongue in her PUSSY and she screams a loud. Then I noticed that PUSSY sucking is a very good thing I was enjoying more than 100 girls fucking. I inserted whole my tongue in to her hole. She came up and told me to pick her Clint with my tongue’s tip. I tried and amazingly her Clint was too much hard.