"When I look at you, that is all I can think of, my Amelia de Milo, my oldest and dearest friend," I said, and she softened a bit at that. "I do not s...e the part of you that is missing--" indeed, that was logically impossible-- "but rather, I see new ways you might develop your talents to give pleasure. Talents I... have always found the greatest pleasure in..."As I said this to her I began to press my sex against her foot. She struggled to get away but in the drooping hammock, and armless, she. I took an extended leave of absence figuring I'd need at least a month andprobably more.It was July 1975 and I got home just in time for my grandfather's funeral. Grandpawas only 75 and as far as anyone had known he was the vision of health. He wasn'ta sedentary person involving himself with golf and racquetball after having retiredfour years prior. He was my mother's father and they had the long life genes asopposed to my father's side who didn't. The funeral was quite heavily attended.Grandpa. A continuous moan is heard coming from deep inside you now. I can hear Vera slurping as she takes your bound cock in and out of her mouth. I know her method and can almost feel her teeth scraping along your sensitive skin. I hear you gasp and smile, knowing that is exactly what she has just done. I reach down and begin to slap and pull on your balls as I continue to service your ass. I decide to take it a step further and spitting on your hole, I rub my fingers in it and slowly stick them in. To tell the truth, I am a recent university graduate, little over 27 at the prime of my age with perfect health and extra ordinary levels of testosterone; making me super horny, single with a male equipment to make 50% of men jealous and the rest 50% envy of my size, performance and the stamina. Hello; my name is Mick, most of my friends say that I am a workaholic; only because of the fact that I get up every work day at a time; most would say was a bit too early in the morning and soon after.