She was made of stern stuff than to refuse, and she also felt honour bound to have the expected painful experience, for the husband she so dearly love.... After checking in at the hotel, (well ok boarding house in reality) they made ready for her ordeal and at the appointed hour they found themselves in front of the little shop, in a dark little backstreet At that time tattoos were for sailors, (and you don’t get a lot of them in York believe me,) or the navies of this world, the hard men, the. Ken stood there for a second with a smirk on his face while staring at me, caught with an open jaw staring at his cock.Ken "Ummmmm Joe, what's going on man, like what you see?" I was frozen, I was stuck staring, and the worst part I don't know why, my mind wondered to what it would look like hard, in my mouth, and then inside me, where are these thoughts coming from, and then Ken knocks on the table to kick me back to relaity. Me "Sorry, I.....uh.......was looking to get a glass of water, it't. "Hey wanna show me that thing you do?" Derek put his hand right on Jon's cock and stroked him through his thin cotton shorts. Usually Jon would just get up and leave but lately he'd became such a junkie for pleasure. He would literally take it where he could get it. He ground his hard-on against Derek's palm, leaned over and brushed a kiss against Derek's lips. Cupping his cheek like Nathan would do to him...not that he would try and control Derek, would he? "Why don't I fuck you instead,". But before she hung up, she asked if I needed anything else. I told her that the girls drank too many rum and Cokes. If she could stop and buy a bottle of rum, it would save me a trip later when there were more people on campus. There would be less chance of anyone catching us.I wished that Laura were around. It was not only because she was so cute and sexy, but also because I wanted some cookies. I had a box of brownie mix, so I mixed up a batch. Just as I about to put the pan in the oven,.