Then it’s up to me to find out what makes him tick, and what we can do to help. How about I call you next week and let you know how I made out?’ h... suggested. ‘Fine. Good luck! I’m sure you’ll find a way, Mr. Gordon. You’ve already got a pretty good track record,’ she smiled. Chapter 30 Brent and Tim sat at the kitchen table after the dinner dishes were done. Brent had asked him to stay. There was something he wanted to talk to him about. ‘Tim, we don’t know each other very well yet. I guess. Eleven minutes earlier she was in the finalthroes of her umpteenth orgasm, slightly bedraggled and a young manwedged firmly between her thighs and legs. Still, the power andrestorative effects of lipstick and perfume can work wonders even if itwas only a facade. Inside she was still quaking from John's attentions.Joyce always took precautions in case John might elude them. From nowon, those precautions would be trebled. This young man was going nowhereexcept to Joyce's boudoir at every. I heard them talking about you”. I couldn’t speak. “Don’t worry Fiona. I won’t tell anyone” she added. “Thank you” was all I could get out. She leaned out and whispered “will you make love to me darling?” I turned to look at her and she kissed me. Judgement went out of the window. I kissed her back. “Let’s get out of here and go back to me place” she said and I said ok.She had a small apartment a couple of minutes’ drive from work. I was trembling by the time we got into her apartment. Partly. He must have been mistaking my groans of discomfort for pleasure or else he didn’t care, because he soon had two fingers in me, sawing in and out. “Man, that ass if fucking tight,” he said. By now, he had stopped fucking my mouth and was just slowly working my hole open. “I’ll work it open though,” he added. “Andros, wait,” I said, pulling his big cock out of my mouth. “I’ll suck you all night, but there’s no way you’re putting this big thing in me,” I exclaimed, grabbing onto his.