We walked up to his apartment, and there he told me that he wanted to take a quick shower to wash the sweat from his body before we start.When he fini...hed, he took a big leak and then stepped out of the bathroom wearing only his blue cotton pants. He lied on his bed, face down, and I started my job. I worked every inch of his neck, his back, then his ass, and then from his thighs to his feet. After every blast of gas he ripped, he would let out a power breath like "Oahhh". Like everytime, his. Once Istopped peeing, and the last drops oozed out on her tongue, shewrapped her sexy lips around my penis, and started sucking on melike an experienced whore. Back and forth; up and down; with herlively little tongue slithering around the tube on the bottom,until I was fully erect, with a true hard-on, and not some piss-hard imitation. “There!” said Marie with some satisfaction, as she placedone last kiss on the now proud paternal erection in front of her.“Now you go. That’s kind of how my life was going. Come the off-season, it turned cool along the Gulf Coast. Not that I minded, especially considering that there was a foot and a half of snow in my old hometown, but now it was in the 50s and 60s and a bit too cool and breezy to hang at the beach. I became somewhat of a hermit and hardly left my apartment. As the end of the month neared, the temperature began to rise again up into the high 70s. Suddenly and happily, it was warm again. It was a late Saturday. Now, hold still while I slip out of these uncomfortable rags." The police are still on this ship," I uttered from between nervous lips. "You want to risk being undressed when they get here?"She laughed. "Do I look worried about those bozos? You locked the door yourself. It'll be at least half an hour before they realize where I am, and another half hour to get through that door. With any unforseen complications, we could have up to two full hours to get to know each other, Mr. Jackson. I.