Even used her tongue on my asshole. Wow.....incredible feeling. I closed my eyes no longer interested in the x-rated movie that was playing. I thre... my head back and enjoyed what L. was doing.I moaned alongside the moaning coming from the movie. I felt L. use her lips on the tip of my dick. Before I knew it L. had taken all of me down to the balls. I could not be sure but I think I felt L.'s tongue on my balls. I was lost in the ecstasy, the world stopped and I knew this was the best. I was relaxing on my bed watching a bit of TV when I began to imagine a person I would mostlove to be with at this very moment.Then came the tingle. It started low in my body deep at the base of my hips. The tingle moved down along the path of my shaft which began to swell as the tingle intensified. A throbbing sensation joined the feeling and the tingle moved to just below the crown of my shaft more intently then before.I removed the clothing that hindered the swellings progress and sat back. Oren didn’t mind me much, but she didn’t like Cal and Cal and I were partners. So I felt alone. Some bodyguards these made. At the start of the race I had an appointment to keep and I made my way to the edge by the start line. Marcus was waiting there for me. He was German, five feet eleven inches tall, blonde, angular, and ruthless. ‘Is he here?’ he asked me. ‘Drives a ’68 Shelby GT350, he’s six seven, blonde, can’t miss him.’ ‘I see him.’ I turned and saw Gunnar across the street, scanning. I squeezed her hand. “He’ll grow out of it. I think. I didn’t expect him to help, anyway.”“It’s fine, I can manage, as long as you help me out too,” I winked.“I’ll try.”***The thing that always got to me first was the smell of her bedroom. It was very womanly. A mixture of faint perfumes floated in the air, not overpowering, but there.There was a flatpack shelf on the floor and a bare wall which I assumed was where she would like the shelf to be installed.My brain ran through a list of things.