. that’s what I do.”“Good boy.”Blink. Back to San Mateo. Thankfully, Bobsy wasn’t discussing naked mole-rats.He said, “Nelson-Eamons is se...led up tighter than ever. The media can’t get any kind of response out of them.”Bunny patted his hand. Concerned because he was concerned.I said, “Hear anything from Anderson Mothwitz?”“Nope. I can’t believe she called you.”Bunny said, “What do you think it meant, that call?”“I’m puzzled. It seems stupid. I mean, I’m nowhere close to learning anything. A. I wasted no time in pulling him towards me and licking around the helmet tasting his young precum which forced a soft moan and in no time at all I had his throbbing young cock deep into my mouth, Mmm so tasty.John started to thrust his hard throbbing cock into my mouth and luckily my gag reflexes are up to scratch but I was producing a lot of saliva making his shaft wet and dripping as he started to fuck my face, his hands grabbing my head as his cock hit the back of my throat and with my hands. From his cock. From hisballs. From his thighs. Every drop I could find. I took his cock into mymouth to gently suckle at it, hoping to coax another drop directly fromthe source. I was lost again. But I was lost in feeling his cock in mymouth.Oh god, was he getting hard again? Inside my mouth? Because of me? Oh mygod, he was! And I don't know how to describe how that made me feel. Howdo you describe a mixture of shame and pride? Is it even possible to feelsuch diametrically opposed emotions? It. . distant and cranky, and I worried it was more than pain and cabin fever. He’d barely spoken since we’d disembarked the ship, and I still had no explanation for the bandages he refused to remove. Larus had recommended he oil and massage the scar several times a day to help soften the scar tissue that caused him so much pain, but I knew he wasn’t doing it since the bandages never came off.It was time for what would probably be a very difficult conversation.Alistair was awake when I entered,.