.hobbies. And they are my own affair. Now, what sort of working space do you have here in the mansion? I can start immediately." ... * * Three months later, (two of which had been wasted, in Messrick's opinion, by emergency calls Blackjack had gone off on,) the two men stood in the basement laboratory, which looked like a cross between a modern hospital's operating room and a mad scientist's lair. The smell of antiseptic and ozone filled the air, as. She grabbed hold of a sponge and soap and walked into the cubicle with me and started to soap my body from tip to toe, taking particular care to massage my cock which had already started to respond to the treatment that she was giving me.After washing all the soap suds off she knelt and took my semi rigid cock in her mouth and began to gently suck the knob until I was fully rigid once again. She continued to lick and suck my cock as I stood in the shower letting the warm water cascade all over. He emailed to tell me that if I met him downstairs at the hotel bar by 7:30pm, we'd end up in his hotel room. And then I'd have NO CHOICE but to take his big, black snake inside me. Yikes!Though I found the situation highly erotic as a fantasy, would I actually have the nerve to try this in the hard world of reality?On Thursday, my wife mentioned her plans for a surprise visit to her mother in Connecticut over the weekend with the k**s. Could I come? I knew the right answer was "Of course,. The shopping trip was originally intended to be to a local sex shop to get the toys that Mrs Kent had told me to have ready for her next visit; a strap-on dildo and a vibrator. However at the last minute, after a whole day and night talking myself into it, I lost my nerve. I figured I would ask Anne to recommend a web site or two where I could get the toys and where I could be relatively anonymous. So it was new clothes instead for this trip!I had had a real busy day, I didn't seem to have.