That way, when you’re in bed, dreaming of your sexy boss or the latest pop star, we’ll be working to our new, inebriated pace, and doing it with a...smile on our metaphorical faces! A curry and lager for the boss upstairs means a damn fine party for us down here. I can almost taste them now: a freshly chewed Chicken Madras (Tikka optional), mashed-up Pilau Rice, all finished off with Keema Naan and washed down with a gallon full of Skol. Beautiful. And failing that, may I recommend a Sainsbury’s. Jo-Ann hadn’t really sucked cock before. She had licked and kissed one guy’s dong, but that was as far as she had gone. But, she wanted to please Tyrone. It was only fair, of course, after the immense pleasure she had received from him. “No, I really haven’t”, she confessed, “but I’m willing to do it for you.”“Just start by kissing and licking my dick. Concentrate on the head. I’ll tell you what to do next. I’ll teach you all the things that make a guy feel good.”She lowered her lips,. I was beginning to think that the only probable obstacles might be our families’ attitudes, and our life goals. The drive back to Rome from Naples was quiet. Both of us knew this would be our last night together for a week and it felt like a year’s separation. We were booked in a hotel nearer the airport this time. Vannie’s flight was early Friday morning, and after a light meal in the dining room we retired to the room. We were both pretty quiet that evening. We made wonderful love, as it. ” I couldn’t help but checking out his erection. My body said yes, but I couldn’t risk being late to work. I had already been late twice in the past month and the last time the nice boss even warned me that he would have to write me up if I was late again. He stood out of bed and I thought he was going to put something on so he could walk me to do the door. Instead he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. His touch and tongue made it harder to ignore my body’s desires. He slid his hand.