I hadn't planned to attend that part of the evening but Melinda said it sounded like fun so off we went to the ballroom. You can add dancing to the li...t of things I'm socially inept at but with Melinda in my arms, I felt like I was gliding on the dance floor. If we weren't dancing and someone would ask her to dance she would refuse as if being away from me for just the length of a song would be too long. We stayed until the band shut down and I heard 'last call' just as they do in the. I think I preferred the cock, especially his cock. Jason slid down under the bed covers taking my erect cock into his mouth. For someone supposedly so religious and straight he was doing all the running and I let him. It felt so good as he ate my cock like a professional. I moaned as he gently worked his tongue around my balls, along my shaft and caressed my bell-end. It took me every effort to stop myself from shooting my load. I pulled myself away to stop myself shooting and Jason turned onto. It's a musket, probably hundreds of years old." She handed it to me. "Perhaps from the Civil War. Just think, it might have killed many people centuries ago."I lifted it to my shoulder, it was certainly unwieldy indoors. I fitted a piece of flint and managed to buy some black powder on the internet, from China. If you put the powder in the pan there, lock it, pull back the bit with the flint then pull the trigger it makes a hell of a bang, and a flash and a lot of. This is made even more apparent when she heard voices of people passing by the window just to his left. Quickly but not hurriedly, she took her place on the pillows, thankful that she didn’t have to kneel on the rough, thin, office carpet. Once again, he let her wait there, eyes cast downward, letting her mind run wild with what would happen next. She finally heard him rise from the chair. He walked across the room and turned the lights up fully. She was glad that the blinds on the window were.