“Maybe you need to make an offer to the forwards to score! You know, score on the ice and score off the ice?”“As if I’d do that!” she protes...ed.I shrugged, “You offered me oral sex!”“And you turned me down!”“I guess girls aren’t as smart as they think they are,” I teased. “I have to keep reminding you that you offered to give me my ‘first’ blowjob! I couldn’t take you up on that because you couldn’t give me my first one!”“You’re impossible!”“I know,” I said smugly.October 14, 2000, Buenos. .Grey?" My voice is warm but gruff. Becky's heart skips a beat and she jumps up out of her chair. She stood and extended her hand towards me, holding what presumably is a copy of her application. I'm older, late fifties maybe? I'm wearing a black suit, black shirt, and black tie. On someone else it might of been too much, but on me it worked. " Hello, I'm Becky Grey." Becky flashed her teeth, hoping that her lip gloss still looked perfect. " I'm John Malone- it's nice to meet you. Follow me.". How about I take the two of you to dinner on Wednesday?’ ‘That would be lovely.’ ‘Okay that’s settled. And it’s my treat. How about the Waterfall restaurant at the Shard? Eight o’clock?’ And so it was agreed. My millionaire former boyfriend smiled and kissed me on the cheek before joining his PR team and a small knot of press men with cameras. *** ‘You mean he’s THAT Andy?’ my husband’s voice was full of disbelief. We were undressing in the huge bedroom of our wonderful new house later that. Then I said, “Damn, you’re too damn tight, I can’t cum.” Then I pulled out a long whip and said, “for each twenty seconds I don’t cum, I lash”. Then I humped once, feeling the cum rising to the top, ten seconds, then fifteen I am about to go, then twenty and in a simultaneous motion I whip her belly button, leaving a seven inch gash across her torso. I smiled at my work and wrapped the whip around her neck, doubling it through I said, “I am going to pull this for you to arch your back like.