I didn’t notice anything unusual at first, but after breathing against the crotch of his trousers for a few minutes in the heat of the day, Harley�...s cock started to harden.I thought that was funny at first and didn’t know if Harley even realized what was happening. But, after a few more minutes, when his cock was fully hard against my face, I felt his thick meat flexing rhythmically and realized that he was purposely doing that to be funny. I had seen his soft cock many times over the years,. He's had a long stressful day at work and has no intention of having to work for his release. Tonight it's my job to please him. I walk into my masters room, completely naked of course. My body after all is his to play with and should be easily accessible at all times.I drop to my knees in front of my master and gaze longingly at the bulge in his trousers. I undo the belt of his trousers and pull down on them, dragging his boxers in the process, setting his cock free. I lick and bite my lips,. I'll probably manage to piss everybody off. I'm in the living room and I'll tell you all about it when you get here."Realizing he hadn't asked Jeff which city the funeral was going to be in, he buzzed Jeff's suite. When Melissa answered, he said, "I'm sorry Melissa, but I didn't ask Jeff which airport would be best."After a moment, she came back on the line. "He said they lived in Athens, but the funeral would be in Atlanta." Okay, thanks," he said hanging up.When Margaret hurried in with her. I can’t remember which part I was writing, when the lady next to me said “Is that all true?”I nearly jumped out of my skin, but managed a startled reply of “No, of course not. I just write erotic fiction”“Mmmmmm really, what a shame. Do you mind if I have a read then?” By this time she was almost reaching out for the lap top and I reluctantly agreed.She started reading Part 1, and was talking to me at the same time.“I have 2 daughters about the same age as Mandy” she said, “I know how.