He had a power over Lola that he never saw, with his tall muscular body, strong arms, broad shoulders and thick thighs; he was everything that was mas...uline. But it wasn’t just his body that Lola looked at appreciatively; it was his strong jaw and dark sapphire eyes, his thick jet black hair, deep blood red lips and his utterly flawless smooth creamy pale skin. Lola couldn’t think of a better suited word to describe him other than beautiful. He was perfection to her. Lola would watch James. I dropped to my knees and started teasing his magnificent prick with my tongue. Soon I could not resist, wanted to feel that bolbus head of his cock in my mouth. I opened wide to receive it. He moaned and quivered as my tongue licked the underside of that massive shaft. He went wild when I allowed that massive cock head to pop in and out of my mouth. I was just really getting started when he pulled me up, looked me with those bedroom eyes and said, It's my turn Shela. As he slowly started going. This went down well with him and I felt him twitch and start to push his dick into my face as I went down, thus helping to get even more in my throat. I felt a hand go onto the back of my head, "You're gonna take the whole lot now" he said, and held my head imposition as he slowly pushed every inch in, making my eyes water and making me gag and choke. I gave him a muffled groan of enjoyment, pleasure and approvement for this, and as soon as he let me come up for air after a few choking seconds,. A Celtic pattern. It was surely no coincidence that the talisman he had given me also looked Celtic in origin. But when I looked more closely, into the back of the wallet, in very small letters, was impressed what looked like a name. It read, “D.W.E. Fowler”. I don’t know what name I expected to see but this one meant nothing to me and I puzzled over it. The “D” could be “Deryk” alright but was that even his real name – or was the wallet just a coincidence? Maybe it was just an antique wallet.