There was nothing she wouldn't do in bed. Her sex drive and inventiveness was amazing and it had kept us together for quite a while. So when she sent ...he note saying she wanted to have a group session with me and a few others, going into precise detail of what she wanted, what could a guy do? I know I couldn't have lasted another month in that place if she was going to send me notes like that all the time.She didn't know about our escape plans of course. She thought she was just sexing me up a. Or His morning gift to me, i am not sure, and don't care. He burrows His cock into my throat, slides his fingertips through my tousled hair, but lets me have Him. He submits for this moment to the pleasure i am giving to Him. He watches greedily as i suckle his cock, making love to it, it disappears again into my lips. Then i pull back up and press the glistening wet head against my lips, paint my lips with his oozing precum and i look up at Him and smile a morning greeting to him. Then slide. It was obvious the Russians had figured out where Renata was, and used the fact that I was off at a meeting with the Feds to go after her. But why would their person inside the Marshal’s service shut down my meet? Maybe they didn’t want other agencies brought into this. It still seemed like a weird play.I dialed Robles number and waited. I was surprised when a voice I didn’t know answered.“Taylor,” the voice said.Meaning they were expecting me to call Robles back and had someone waiting to talk. His dick was red and sore from the attention it had already received today, but it didn't stop him from tugging it again as he found himself looking at the pictures of hung men receiving enthusiastic blowjobs, that Google had helpfully provided him.It took another two orgasms (and the related cumguzzling) before he was spent enough to fall asleep.Large cocks filled his dreams again that night. It was probably an even split between well muscled men and buxom shemales. Regardless of the owner of.