Don't run away okay?" There was a concern and warmth in his voice that made me smile. My tears had stopped. "Ok." I agreed, wiping the rest of the mak...-up from my eyes.What did I want? I knew I was playing a role in my heart. I wasn't gay. Andrea wasn't gay either. Tom wanted Charlie, but didn't want to be Tom. Andrea wanted James. I had to admit it. We had seduced each other; me with my body and James with his wit. When he had held me I had felt . . . Need. Andrea needed to be held, to be. "You're not," she said, emphasizing my current state. "I just want tomake sure she's not either." We'll be perfectly proper hosts," Sara said. "We won't even have sexwhile she's there."My face turned bright red and I slapped Sara on the arm as she juststarted laughing again."OK, well, I should go inside and check on... the thing... that's notthis," my mom said, looking for any excuse to extract herself from thissituation. But before she did, she came over and gave me a big hug."Be safe," she. She gets to work, under Eddie’s instruction, playing with Paddy’s sheath, holding the cock inside, jerking it fast until she feels it getting hard, and then it appears… Popping out almost in one go – from hidden to on full display… Four inches of fat meat, then six, then six and the beginnings of a knot just beginning to grow. The cock swelling and hardening. “You need to get that in you before it gets too big… “ Says Eddie.She looks from the growing cock to Eddie, then to camera and back to. She turned her head down and moved her lips closer to his. Closer and closer she got, breathing in his scent, smelling the sweet aroma of the delicacy she'll be devouring. She oh so loved a well-cooked meal.Then their lips connect.She began to nudge his lips open with her tongue. He relented easily.As she cradled his head and fastened her lips on his, her tongue playing wildly at the entrance of his mouth.Then she sucked. Hard.She sucked in every living breath, every trace of conciousness and.