She began to work it harder, one hand pumping up and down the length of my cock and the other massaging my balls between her fingers, blowing and suck...ng, at the same time. She sank her lips over my cockhead and sucked it deep into her mouth, taking it all the way down. Slowly she pulled her mouth back, right to the head then plunged her mouth down again. She did this repeatedly, getting faster each time. I could see tiny bubbles of spit forming at the corners of her mouth as she deep throated. I simply told Max last week that I needed some temporary work -- something that would pay well. Since I've been out of the business so long, I can't expect top spots or salary. He has this friend at Ladies Man magazine who's doing an issue on women over thirty. When Max mentioned my name the friend indicated that he wanted me to be the centerfold for that issue." And you accepted." No. I told Max to keep trying to find something a little more conventional and he agreed. This is the backup plan. “I can change into something more decent if I’m making you uncomfortable,” he said as I took the beer. We both flopped down in big comfortable chairs in front of his giant TV. Sipping my beer I tried to catch glimpses of his cock and balls which I could swear was swelling has he fanned his muscular legs. “I get some looks at the gym,” he said. “I’m sure you do!” I said trying not to allow my eyes to be drawn to the tight spandex crotch, and losing that battle.“I’ve noticed that you seem to be. After having me view him several times, he said to relax while he did the same to me. Then, the first hurdle. He asked me to remove my towel. I was scared but somehow it felt ok, again the breathing and mood of the room I suspect I hesitantly removed the towel, all the time keeping my eyes to the floor. He told me to look at him. When, I raised my eyes, I realized that he had also removed his sarong. We both stood there naked facing each other. I did not know what to do as I had never seen a.