I am just as naked as he – unless one counts the four earrings in each ear – but I am not graced by the moonlight. My fingers gently stroke and ca...ess and squeeze his rigid hardness, that one aspect of human anatomy belonging to only forty-seven perfect of the world’s population, yet it allows the minority to have such power over the majority. As I fondle that anatomy with my fingers and caress it with my eyes, I am all too aware of its symbolism. I am also very keenly aware of its power,. I felt like in some way I'd betrayed Angel and certainly Linda. I guess it was silly thinking I'd betrayed Angel, knowing what I did about her sex life, and besides Angel was aware that I was one of her moms "gentleman callers" as she would call me, and I assume other men that spent nights in Linda's bed. Still I avoided Angel and Linda was working continuously for the next few days.Friday night I went out with a guy I have had had a simmilar arrangement as I'd had with Linda; we were friends,. They hadn't lived to see her marry Benjamin in what could only be charitably called a wedding as it was truly more of a merger of their two medical careers.But they'd planned it.Her brief flirtation with freedom in college, a blown-off semester in which she'd finally lost her virginity, smoked a lot of pot and drank a lot of booze, had earned her a summer stay in an institution where the children of wealthy parents went to 'rest', courtesy of one of her father's deacons.That had put her right. Both of her hands grabbed my head. She moved my head up and down her slit. I licked every part my tongue could reach. The taste of her was making me salivate, to the point drool was running down my chin.Her hands released my head. I put my hands on her legs, pulling her pussy open, exposing her completely. Seeing her opening made my cock the hardest I’d ever felt it. My tongue took aim at her opening, as I slipped it into her as far as it could reach. I curled my tongue upward, swiping it side.