I moaned and opened my eyes. Looking down I saw him bend over and slip the swelling head of my dick between his lips. I moaned louder as I felt his ho... mouth slide down my meat. His tongue swirled over the sensitive surface of my rod as my hips rose on their own to push my hardon deeper into his mouth. His teeth lightly sc****d along my tube of lust until his lips came to rest at the very root of my erection and I could feel the spongy soft head being squeezed by his throat muscles. His tongue. All this time I could still hear sounds coming from next door of mischief, the bed squeaking and banging, the regular gasping and moaning. When I climbed into his bed I was wearing a nighty and a pair of panties and my heart was pounding. He reassured me by telling me it was okay but I think he sensed my reservations so he took my petite hand and wrapped it around his exposed hard cock which made him let out a sigh of joy. We just sat there for a few moments with me not knowing what to do when. The first thing was his natural shyness. It took Tim a long time to feel comfortable enough around someone to get his nerve up to ask them out. The girl in question had usually decided he wasn’t interested, or even worse, had made him a ‘friend.’ And it’s a well know fact, that once you are a friend, you’re never going to get laid. The second problem is that Tim was that rare creature, the genuine nice guy, he really wasn’t interested in one night stands or casual sex. He only was interested in. Finish your breakfast, get dressed," he gestured towards a closet," and join me on the verandah. Please don?t try to escape. Remember, we can still kill your wife."He left and I wolfed down the food not even really paying attention to what it was I ate. When I was done I entered the adjoining bathroom and took a quick shower. Well, it was supposed to be a quick shower, but I became sidetracked with inspecting my new body. As the husband to this body I was intimately acquainted with this body in.