“I was lost in thought for a moment. The businessman’s name is Jeremy Brett. He’s a business broker from New York representing a high tech start...p in Minnesota looking for venture capital or outright sale. Funny, but he looks a lot like me.”“Yes, well, I’ll be watching for Mr. Brett when he comes in this evening at, oh, about 9:00. I’ll have a couple of tickets available for him in your honor, but he should come alone,” Frank continued. “And he should bring money. There’s a thousand dollar. Jamie smiled. Their parents were very traditional and would only watch BBC news, convinced that it was the most balanced and responsible in its reporting. Jamie and his sister preferred the livelier Sky News and would watch it when their parents weren't around.Both the teens sat at the breakfast bar and began to eat their breakfast. Not surprisingly the news was focussing on the ongoing story of the bird flu outbreak and its consequences. They had tuned in part way through a report and now. A glance down and I could see that he was hard, the fat length of his cock pressing against the fly of his jeans -- flushed with blood, excitement from his victory and the temptation of my cleavage.“We gonna play again?” Paul asked.I nuzzled his collarbone, hoping the answer was no. I was bored of this game, more than ready to leave so we could play our own. He smelled really good, looked hot tonight, with his button-down shirt loose over those battered jeans.I wanted to go down on him, get him. Moaning and holding onto his thigh for balance, I felt the cock that I was stroking move away. The third man must not have felt comfortable being the third party to a standing spitroast.The cock I was sucking erupted deep into my throat, pulling away moments later. I savored the taste of the last bit that shot onto my tongue. I wanted more.A couple walked in, probably in their forties. The woman led the man with her right up to me as she told him to let me suck on him. As I did, I felt the.