"TJ was embarrassed but Morg wasn't; indeed he found the matter somewhat humorous. Morg cleared up the issue," Naseby". Remember we knew Cissie, we bo...h knew Cissie, on "Naseby". When she joined "Tulip", and that was before Ma and me sissies came into TJ's harem, I had more partners than he did — Clare and Dorothy were not, ahhh, having their itches scratched at that point. 'Nita joined me and Cissie joined TJ." Well, that explains Simmo. Derrin thinks the genetic engineers blundered or the. I must have been on the same schedule as them, there were some regulars who were there every late morning. Two guys, occasionally another, and sometimes a woman or two. The women changed, but the guys were the same. About a month after I'd moved in, I was out for my run and caught up with a tall guy who looked, from behind, like the occasional pool player. When I caught up, I said hi and a conversation developed. His name was Frank, and it was the pool player. He invited me to stop and. I take her hands in mine and slowly lower her upon the cool sheets, I steal a moment to drink her in before proceeding. Thirst quenched I reach out taking her foot in my hands, their skills are put to the test as I begin to massage. With the aid of some baby oil my hands pass over her uninvited, her coos and moans guiding my way. Having made my way to the top I kiss my way back down, each kiss latched to the last one until I reach her ankles. Then upon request she turns in place and this time I. My tongue slipped out of its own accord, hurried and eager, and I took a long lick up his ball sack, one hand reaching for his filling cock and pulling it up to his belly. My tongue tasted him all the way to his crown, then swirled around the head. He didn’t taste like Mitch, but there was something familiar, a scent or flavor… Dana! He tastes like Dana! In a rush, my mouth opened and I drew his entire swelling shaft into my mouth, sucking the essence of her residual nectar from every inch of.