They didn't stay long, before pushing the button on the old elevator and floating up to their rooms."Seven o'clock for breakfast?'"Right. G'night."He ...idn't feel like talking about it, but then, with a sigh, he called and told Jody that "Maybe you should call George. Maybe he can talk to you. No, he'll still be up, he's a night owl."Half an hour later he rang the phone at home. Busy.An hour later, he rang the phone at home. Busy.An hour and a half later, he rang the phone at home. Busy.He. ‘Are you telling me that you met and are now seeing Anatoli Oborotenski? The hockey player? The superstar of Washington hockey?’ Lena sighed and nodded. ‘Oh. My. God.’ Hilary said, sitting back on the couch with a gobsmacked expression on her face. Then she broke into helpless giggles, falling against her roommate in her mirth. ‘What’s so funny?’ Lena asked, grinning at her hysterical friend. ‘You’re dating Anatoli Oborotenski!’ ‘So?’ ‘It’s just… he’s a hockey player!’ ‘So?’ Lena repeated,. He moved his lips to the knob of my penis and ran his tongue right on the knob. He let my cock drop out of his mouth to catch his breath and relax his jaw.I like your penis, nice he said. My cock was standing straight up and I could see it throbbing and he tongued my sack and got the hair nice and wet. He went back down on my penis and I felt his lips tighten around the shaft in slow deliberate motion he started to jack my penis off in his mouth using his lips. I could feel my sperm building. They harden in response, straining for release from the black lacy bra holding them. I slowly unbutton her top and remove it. Willingly, she lets me begin again. This time I ran my fingers over her bare skin as she mewed softly, her body arching to reach my fingers. I move my hands down to her legs slowly going up and down each one, massaging each foot then trailing my nails up her legs. They trail over her stockings and under her skirt, getting closer to her mound with each pass. I rolled.