What could it mean? Could Jeff lose his wife to Donald on the Bermuda cruise, an intense honeymoon-like week? Or, might something happen to cause Dona...d and Audrey to break up? Would that restore Jeff’s power over Audrey? Jeff spent hours mulling over possibilities and came to the realization that no matter what happened between his wife and her lover wasn’t important. Audrey was forever changed. Her genie would not be pushed back into the bottle by himself or by anyone. What’s done is done. He pulled out and I coughed up again. My head was foggy and I was disoriented. He grabbed me by the shoulders and twisted me around. He pushed me down so that I was 69-ing with the twink. He was so much shorter than me that 69-ing was a little difficult, but he was determined to keep sucking my dick. I reached down and grabbed the twink's monster dick to put it in my mouth but discovered that it had gone half limp. I'm not complaining, because even half limp this thing was massive and there's. How could I get sick so fast? I had to grab my coat from the table and I left the bar. This guy—Deon??—wanted to drive me home. No way. Not interested. I got in my car and pulled out of the parking lot, wanting to get away from there as fast as I could. Apparently, that was too fast. I forgot to turn the headlights on. I wasn’t half a block away when a cop car pulled me over. I had trouble finding my ID, I finally gave it to him with my rental agreement.He made me get out of the car. Walk this. ”“I’m sure we can get them to back off that but right now we better practice like it’s written.”Watching a gorgeous 5’8” blonde undress for me usually gets my balls worked up to a fever pitch of lust but I was only mildly intrigued when she dropped her skirt down long shapely legs and stepped out of it. Her hands went to the buttons on her blouse while I peeled to my briefs. In a few moments she and I were facing each other wearing just enough to keep a thin veneer of modesty between us, she.