And speaking of John, after those first few weeks, I began to see him more and more. I'd be working at the computer and he'd just walk in, his pants u...buttoned even before the door was shut.And of course I would have to immediately drop what I was doing and rush over to kneel before him. "Thank you sir, for allowing me the pleasure of sucking your cock," I would say, kissing his penis.And then I would take it in my mouth and suck him off.With all of my practice on the dildo (10 times a day for. . I try to yell for help, but I just slur, "ugghhhhhh..." as his cock effortlessly slides into my mouth and down my throat. Is this really happening? I can smell his familiar musk hit my nostrils as he enters the back of my throat, his balls resting on my chin. For some reason I'm not gagging at all, I even feel comfortable. I must be really drunk... Snap out of it man! I try to fight the intruder off again, but it's dark, things are spinning, and I don't have much muscle strength. He easily. Knight, much less picked him and a lady up over a week ago. The private investigator didn’t know what else he could do. He had run up against a brick wall and no one would talk to him. He had offered cigarettes, money, anything he could think of, but no one would talk to him. I thanked Brad and the investigator for all they had done and begged off for the evening. I needed time to think so I took a walk around the plaza. The streets were quiet and dark and I was grateful. I didn’t need the. As I bent over to pull up my pants I felt a pair of hands brush against my buttocks. I stood up as an arm reached around and embraced my waist, without a word I felt the guy behind me fumbling with his belt and than he pushed his rigid dick up into my anus. Standing there in the hall of a blacked out adult book store, I was entertaining my second dick of the night without seeing who it was or being introduced. My second lover worked his penis quickly in and out of my anus till he too shot his.