Q.That sucks. So, why do you keep doing that if you don't get any of that sweet pussy?A.I hear that from others, but I personally don't mind not getti...g to have sex with these women. Not really. I mean, I've got a small cock for one thing. Okay? But that's what I've been hired for! I play the cuck-hubby, and I'm there to watch my 'wife' (according to the film scenario), and fucking isn't what my part is.Q.Wow. I'm not sure I could handle that myself.A.That's why your not in these films!Q.Good. “Hope your not offended, but we think we know you by now” her mother said handing it over.As I cautiously opened the neck, and pulled out the contents. Inside was what looked like a Ann Summers waiters outfit white cuffs, black elasticated dicky bow and a pair of black nylon mesh boxers with a pouch for the crown jewels to tightly fit into. On it was printed “Tug for service” a pair of white ankle cuffs and black sheer socks that looked like shoes. There was also a bottle of lube and a 24 pack. Pointing at his name, Jarrett then spoke. “Name’s Jarrett.”“Hi, my name’s Brian,” Brian answered.There was a brief silence before Jarrett again spoke. “Hope you’re not offended by what I’m about to say, but I can see a lot by looking into someone’s eyes.”“Oh, really... and what are my eyes telling you?” Brian inquired.“Horny frustration,” Jarrett replied, with a naughty smile.Brian wanted to say ‘no shit, Sherlock!’ But instead, he simply smiled in a bemused manner. Brian was totally intrigued. They just have the right shape and definition, and are capped by a pretty pink tip. And this one is, and you know that you'll hold this memory and masturbate to it many times. It's a breast worth remembering.And then the girl suddenly turns and looks directly into your face and you know you've been caught and you're embarrassed and you don't know what to do and then she says "Hi." You're so dumbfounded you can't think of a single thing to say and you stand there like a complete asshole and she.