My thoughts were spinning in my head, the phone rang, it sounded far away and it took several rings before the sound made a full impact on me."Hello J...n, it's me Doug. Listen, I'm really sorry about what happened. It's not like me to do something as stupid as that. I hope this won't go any further than you and me, and it certainly won't happen again." Doug, it's me who should be sorry. I let you get in to the situation, because I wanted to. I wanted it to happen, so don't go blaming yourself.. The cockhead was dripping and the prickshaft was slathered with cum and cuntjuice. A thick flood gushed out of her vacated pussy slot. She smiled tenderly at him."That," she whispered, "was a treat."He grinned back at her.His cock was still quite firm. Caroline gazed at his prick, wondering if he might want to fuck her again. She wasn't horny now that she had come twice, but she knew herself well enough to know that she would soon get horny again, once that fat meat was fucking into her cunt. This drives her wild making her cum over and over again. At the same time, the barber is making sure that the inspectors perfect cock is adequately prepared – he sucks Al's cock until it is at its maximum length and width. This is to insure that my lady receives the deep vaginal inspection she deserves – Al’s entire gorgeous cock lodged to its maximum depth in her pussy.Assuring that no harm has been done to my lady's shaved area, I take Al's fantastic 8”x2” cock and slide it up and down my. I am sure the cab driver thought “she is a pro” but I didn’t care. We reached Roscoe’s room and went inside. The room was almost as big as my whole apartment. He rang and ordered wine and a snack. He asked me about Barry’s company. I was glad I had done some reading. He nodded as I outlined the business model according to the website. He smiled “you know your stuff” he said “I am impressed. You are not just a pretty face”. I laughed. “Oh you are my dear. I am almost sorry I can’t take you to.