The President looked more attractive than the last meeting. This time he was wearing a casual but expensive looking black button-up and slacks, and he...looked effortlessly chic but still like a powerful boss. Despite his intensity, Victor’s hair remained perfectly done.The President continued, “I need you to challenge yourselves, boys. You need to channel all of your energies into spreading the glorious message of Joseph Smith. Are you fully devout to this cause?” “Yes!” they both answered. I had started paying more attention to the cocks in the magazine and sometimes would jack off imagining myself being able to feel and suck a nice hard cock. I then decided that I would write a letter into Marilyn’s column, asking about my bisexual thoughts and get her advice on what I should do with these fantasies, since she was so experienced and seemed to enjoy it so much. I wanted to ask if it was just as normal for a guy to have these bisexual desires and if men being with men would be as. ..and still another moment. The flat forward edge of my heel is pressed against your testicles, which have drawn up tight as if in anticipation of what may befall them. You feel as if a century has passed before I finally lower my foot to a point where the sole of my shoe just lightly brushes your nose. You continue to lie still as your fight-or-flight instinct is overwhelmed to the point of shutting your muscles down entirely. I wiggle my foot from side-to-side just a bit, not enough. "Ohhh that feels sooo gooood!!" "Mom I'm gonna cum!" "What?? Already?! We just started." "I can't help it. It always goes fast right when I wake up... and your just so dang hot mom!" "Try and hold it a little longer. I'm almost there too." I can feel his cock starting to pulse as it is. He's holding it back for me. I need to climax now or he'll finish before I get to. "C'mon mom I can't hold it anymore!" I don't want to be selfish. If he needs to then I should let him cum and finish up in the.