.As we walk back to the living room, I suddenly remember. Crap -- I moved the TV yesterday when my buddy Mark was over. We get back to the room, and t...ere it is, on the floor. As I walk up to, I stumble over my words, not knowing what to do next. "Uh.. whoops. Sorry, uh Mr. Stanton. I forgot I had moved it yesterday."I turn around, and am stunned to see Mr. Stanton blocking the doorway, rubbing his hand over the outline of his dick through his thin shorts. Shocked, I stare for a few moments too. " Well that’s good for you. I am not seeing anyone at the moment. Busy at work and all is positive at work. But that is the good thing about live, things will better again with time passing." You don’t have to worry; you’re a nice looking, friendly, nice to talk to guy."The text put a smile on my face. It is always nice to have your ego boosted by the other sex. Even when they are friends of yours. Maybe they are the best judges because they also know your flaws. The sound of another text. Unlike the younger girls I'd had give me blow jobs, Pam was not concerned about the cum at all. In fact what she did next convinced me of the virtue of the older woman. My dick was still shooting smaller sprays of cum and it was everywhere. I had a fair bit just running off my dick down onto her hand and without hesitation she leant forward and slid my cock, cum and all, back into her mouth. She licked at it like an ice-cream and even licked the cum off her hand like a cat licks its paw. . Terry and Ken had been friends from the summer they first met and it continued through college and today as Terry was Ken's lawyer. Ken was a very successful businessman partly because of his family background and also because he married the daughter of a very rich and influential politician. Ken had always kept his tastes and gay lifestyle hidden from the public even at college and throughout his business career. So he allied with Terry to look after his legal matters and his erotic taste for.