She flounced off. So quick? So final? Had I thwarted a perfect relationship? I felt guilty, and left as the young man brooded disconsolately - I didn'... even wait to see if he kept the mag.After that, I felt guilty for a while. But as summer session got into full swing, and I became immersed in trying to complete my senior thesis (which I should have finished in May but was too busy procrasturbating), once again the temptation to bait became too great. And so one Saturday afternoon, with library. They were the ones that concentrated on filling every seat with a warm body and no interest at all in carrying cargo down below. Besides most of the European cargo traffic was by lorry or ship where possible and air transport was primarily aimed at moving passengers from point A to point B.I had spent an inordinate length of time in packing because I was only allowed one bag on my chit from the company. I could take a second bag but the cost was astronomical because added weight for the extra. Yet these are not words heard by any but us, our souls communicating through a shared thread of existence. I reach to touch her face, and upon contact it is as though a million tiny firecrackers explode in my fingertips. I see visions of our past, of years and lifetimes we have shared holding, clinging to one another. Yes I know this woman; this is my woman, my soul mate, the one who completes me. Wordlessly we leave the airport, hand in hand, floating on a sea of love and desire. As we enter. I was clearly being ****d by this man but I couldn't help feel some sense of pride that I was going a good job.He pulled my sucking head off his cock so I could get a good look at it. I could see the wet slimy part were my mouth had been and I had only sucked about a 3rd of his cock. I wondered if I could get the whole cock in my mouth."Lick my shaft," He barked.I moved in to lick his shaft it was hard hand was covered in veins. This man had a powerful tool and I made him moaned the whole time.