I felt your body bending down, your tickling hair...and then a soft and sensual kiss of your wet lips on my cock’s glans. Gazing blindly in the dark...ess, I intensely felt the exciting game of your kissing lips.“You don’t follow the agreed rules”, I whispered with a trembling voice: “just feeling and only one kiss” … but before I could think any further you moved your lips with soft and exciting pressure over my cocks’ head slowly down… along the shaft … taking almost my whole cock deep in your. The camera caught the leer on his face, the kind of thing most guys would if they werent being watched. So what do I owe you? He thought for a moment, Lets say fifty for parts and make it another hundred for labor? One fiftyd be cool. Gathering up her courage, she stood up, turned around and showed him an empty wallet. Her voice quivered slightly. Looks like I dont have any cash right now. He shook his head, I know youre good for it. You can just pay me later. She edged a little closer to him,. She kissed his chest, nuzzling his chest hairs; she kissed down his stomach moving toward his hardness. He felt her touch him, holding him tight she slides her hand along his hard cock, she kisses down his body as she strokes him harder. He feels her breath on his hard cock, as he looks down she takes him into her mouth, her lips close around his hard cock, he closes his eyes in ecstasy as he feel she start to suck on his manhood. He feels her lips moving further down his cock, he can feel her. I feel funny – not sick, but strange. Different. My eyes snap open and I realize the ceiling is wrong. In fact, everything is wrong. Fully awake, I climb out of bed, and am immediately thoroughly disoriented. I am a 55-year-old man, and yet I’m standing in the bedroom I had in 1975. It’s decorated differently, though. No cheap painting of two ships rounding a lighthouse, no wall rack with my BB gun, pump action .22 and shotgun on the wall. In fact, it looks like a girl decorated this place..