But we must deal with what he has let himself become."Harry moved in such a way that she stopped, knowing he wanted to say something."If the drink wer... taken away from him, he'd get better again," he said, hopefully."I have spoken to the doctor about that," she said. "In his experience, when a man is as deep in his cups as His Lordship, removing his drink will cause him to tremble and flail, and become unable to function at all. In some cases it kills the man." 'Tis sad. He was a good lord,. "Wow, each time feels better," is all I can say as I look around at the familiar cafe. Been meeting Mark like this all week."You've been doing great the last few days. I wouldn't worry about tomorrow."There I go getting all wet just thinking of getting back at Maggie, or is it just thinking of her up there in front of all those eyes. Stripping in front of those men and women. I can ummm see her in my mind."Pam, earth to Pam," calls Mark"Hmmm," I finally manage to reply.Man my mind has been. The thought that I merely wanted this stud to do something as simple as shave, and have his cock sucked – was such a compliment to this young man, it flattered his giant ego hugely, he was glowing with male pride. He flashed me genuine smiles of pure delight. He lathered his chin –carefully, for his audience not for him, wiped his hands in the cunt’s hair, put a cigarette in his mouth and let it dangle while he started shaving. In fact every movement was a pose, I could swear he was seeing. He sat down on the edge of the mattress, as my body took over, and remained mesmerized as I slid up and down on his deeply inserted fingers, my hips threshing out my need to orgasm.I gripped dad's wrist, with the fingers inside me, my knuckles were white with the power I held him with, my buttocks rose and humped, and my thin arms were driven with the lust as I forced him in and out of me.'I'm cumming', I gasped over and over as it built inside me, and as it escaped in a crescendo of noise, his.