My thoughts are all over the place.”“Hmm.” Ceri tilted her head to consider him like he was some unusual specimen she’d never seen before. Aft...r a few seconds, she pointed out, “You said ‘usually.’ Doesn’t that mean you sometimes don’t get the desired result?”Simon frowned. “Well, yeah.”“So, have you seen a recent trend in negative results that’s concerning or are you overstating a single result for some reason?” Ceri asked, slurring her words a little.Simon almost shot back that he knew enough. So, when confronted with the opportunity to go to New York for a meeting I readily accepted and worked it so it would include the weekend. There’s song that says something like this… ‘I wanted you so bad I begged you to get on an airplane and come see me.’ Of course, I can’t remember the exact words or who sings it. But, as my secret lover reads this – he knows what I’m talking about because he has sung it to me numerous times [stop laughing my handsome lover]. All I know and all I care about. Can you give more than I can swallow? Can you shoot your cum way down my throat? Tell me, tell me you can.”He could barely speak, “Yes, I want to cum, make me cum, make me cum, in your mouth. I’ll give you more than you can swallow!”She once again went up and down; up and down on his shaft with her warm wet mouth, cock-sucking lips, and talented dick-licking tongue.John screamed with pleasure, “Ooohhh, oh my god, you are the most incredible cock sucker…suck it, SUCK IT, REGINA!”She stopped,. He was grinning widely as he gestured towards the book she was holding. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with black wavy hair and his olive skin and dark eyes gave him a distinctly Mediterranean look.“Urr, um – yes I do, I love good photography,” Dawn felt herself blush under his gaze. He really was incredibly good looking, and unusually for Dawn, her cool composure was really quite perturbed by him“I know that book quite well, I have it in my own collection at home. May I show you my favourite.