I returned to my knees, spread his ass cheeks, and began to explore with my long, talented tongue that yes, goes everywhere! As my tongue entered his ...ss, his moans suggested that he enjoyed this even more than my finger. After several minutes of ass rimming, I stood back up and pushed Barry back into the chair. It felt good to stretch my old, creaky legs and knees, but my work was not complete. I assumed my familiar cock sucking position again. Without further tantalizing, I wrapped my lips. The admiral and his Mrs. Admiral have invited you and the escort of your choice, that being Richard, to a cocktail party. So get your pretty little ass ready, a limo will pick you two up at your place at 9:00 pm sharp. By the way, just so you know, he was the first black officer to ever be promoted to admiral. That's where he gets that air of importanceI looked at the clock, it was already 7:15...no time for a nap, Christ...it was always like this.I undressed and showered quickly, but Richard. "Sure," Aly said."You want dinner for when you done, Mr. Henry?" Marisela asked."Please. How about your famous pork empanadas?"She frowned.Aly gave him a hard look. "And what about your cholesterol?"Marisela said, "I try to take good care of him, Miss Aly, but..." She shrugged helplessly."I thought we were on vacation?" Henry protested.Aly's eyes flashed, and she smirked. "All right. Since tonight is special..."He felt his face flush. Fortunately, Marisela couldn't know what Aly really. God yes, I fantasize about your kiss, what your tongue feels like, what it tastes like. I dream of kissing you for hours upon end. My sense is that I would be just as satisfied kissing you, making out, as I would if we were to make love. Oh, and to make love…the simple thought of it makes me weak in the knees, my heart pounds, and my eyes close as my mind takes a break from reality. The things I would do to you… How many times have you made me cum? And while I cum frequently, we have to.