She's there, getting teased. Touched. Pleasured.”Mr. Armstrong trembled. “Why are you showing me this?”“I want to know what you're going to do...about it,” Clint said. “Are you going to be a man? Are you going to rule your wife? You're a Christian, Mr. Armstrong. You're supposed to be the head of your household. Look at your wife. Look at how wanton she's become. Time for you to take charge of your wife.”The man swallowed. “I don't... She... This is...”I shook my head in disgust.“It's okay, Mr.. My cock was rock solid. This lasted for perhaps five minutes - who knows. That mouth was taken away and replaced by another. A similar but different method this time. Instead of fingers one hand cradled by scrotum whilst the other held and slowly twisted my cock with lips licking and sucking on the head. I’m sure there was precum starting to dribble. Finally, came girl number three with teasing fingers and my cock being sucked in until she gagged. I had to hold back from cumming as I didn’t. Of course, she didn't know it. "Mam, we have a Hugh Stewart in room 743. Would that be the person you wish to contact?" "Do you know if he is British?" she asked. "I am not sure, Mam. I wasn't here when he checked in." "Okay, can I leave a message?" "Of course." "The message is, If you are from London and wish to meet for a drink, give me a call, Hope ." She gave her cell number. Hugh called an hour later apologizing for not giving her his full name. "Yes," he said, "I'd like some. She wanted to be authentic she'd said, whatever that meant. He'd done itand admitted he'd like it. Any guy would if that guy was being honest.Didn't make him a cross dresser or anything else because that was thelast time."Now we're going to try a different tactic, right?" Bobby asked."About you being brave? That's not a tactic. Listen Bobby, you arebrave. Hell, I can't name another boy, not one, that would have donewhat you did that night in the library. You are special and admitting itor not.