’ ‘Me, no way, I have already played gooseberry between you two once before… but I shall be straight round to see you on Monday morning for a fu...l report.’ ‘Just don’t raise your expectations too much, you might be disappointed.’ The following morning, Aunt Diane’s Holden lurched into Maria’s driveway just after ten o’clock. ‘Hi Diane, Harry’ she said, pleased that she felt quite relaxed about having Harry in her home again. Harry too, she noted, didn’t seem particularly tense or uptight. ‘Tea. Which he doesn’t talk about. When that stint ended, a three-letter agency in DC had a quiet talk with him. And sent him to Berlin for a crash introduction to the Eastern Soviet bloc.Wainwright doesn’t talk about that either.He’s worn his hair in a brush cut all his life. As have his male relatives. He comes from a respected family of cattle ranchers -- quiet, hard-working people who don’t grumble much when weather, markets, livestock diseases and similar events go sideways.Harper Wainwright is. As I become pliant and quit my thrashing, he removed the bag and lowered my mouth on his cock again.I lost all my resistance from the fumes as he now used my face hard again, jamming his cock deep into my mouth. Gripping my hair and chin, over and over he fucked my face down onto his cock until my throat opened up and accepted his length. I was so fucked up from the fumes that I accepted his cock in my throat without much resistance now. I still choked and sputtered as he fucked into my throat,. One day, I told my wife that I will be coming late due to month end work in the office but could not finish my work until late night, my wife called me around 11 pm. I told her that I might come only tomorrow morning since I will take at least 2 hours to complete the work and transport will not be available after the late night. Fortunately, my senior colleague was also staying with us in the office and he has a car, he told me that he will drop me home, I thought of calling my wife and tell.