Just perfect I thought. I reached up and could not take my eyes off it as I stroked it up and down, a drop of precum formed at the tip and I leaned ov...r and licked it with my tongue. It tasted delicious, sweet and sticky. I saw him grip the bed sheets in his fists and a moan escape his lips. He liked it and I loved that he liked it. I put my mouth on him, feeling every ridge and vein on my lips and tongue. I sucked up and down his length as I stroked him. I loved the taste, the feeling of. I was trembling with anticipation, hoping that the pictures he had sent were indeed the b**st waiting under his robe. Given his cocky attitude, I was feeling pretty confident that this guy was the real deal."Then get on your knees," he insisted, putting his hand on my buzzed head and forcing me firmly down to the floor. "And let's hope your best is good enough. Just to be clear, I don't fuck around with pretend cocksuckers, so don't expect me to be gentle."At eye level with his crotch, I could. The networks had films with LOTS of naked people. It was on a public street and therefore privacy laws didn't apply, and there was even a good reason to screen it: because it was legitimate NEWS! It wasn't often that the networks actually had a good excuse for showing naked bodies, so they seized it with both hands.Although, sadly, when they looked closely at the film they discovered that they were very limited in their choice of what to broadcast, because of a VERY important sensitivity.. ‘What I do understand is that he was emotionally intimate with you, and then something changed about a year ago. Whatever happened, he decided to become emotionally invested in our marriage again.’ ‘Mary Jane, I saw that a couple of months ago, pictures of you and your kids appeared on his desk. I never said anything about it to him directly, but I was real happy. You are right, he wasn’t invested in your marriage. ‘One day after work, I was going to have Tim and Jerry meet. Jerry was arriving.