"Slow down tiger," she said, her husky voice barely audible, "I decide who, when and where my arse is played with. You haven't quite earned that right...yet," and began kissing me again. Our tongues fought for supremacy and on the whole I had the upper hand. Or least I thought I did. My tongue pushed between her lips and began another duel which I was determined to win when the hand clamped around my erection distracted me. Pulling my foreskin down so far it was painful caused me to break of our. He grew up to be an engineer. He married. I married. At least, for the most part, Keith and I were compatible. Keith was a good provider. He climbed quickly within an organization to become a vice-president. We lived comfortably and that means that I’m not worried about money right now. Insurance. We both wanted the other to be cared for in the event ... He had the event. I still live in the house.Kids. Didn’t. Kept saying we would, but as we hit our thirties, we never could agree. So, three. This time it was moist, so I licked it off my thumb.'That tastes good' I said.'That feels good!' Phil replied.I suddenly had an overwhelming desire to put it in my mouth, so I leant forward and put my mouth over his panty covered cock. I was wonderful! A small groan escaped from Phil's mouth. I had never sucked a cock before, and only touched Phil's, and that was many years ago. I took my mouth away and said, 'shall I carry on?''Fuck yes!' was Phil's reply.I eased his cock out the side of his. ”“I know what you mean. Magus doesn’t believe in doing anything halfway,” Phil said. “Did Claudia point out the coffee maker, mini-refrigerator, and snack bar in the reception area?”“Yes,” Nestor said.Phil could hear Jake talking with Claudia. He shouted, “Poindexter, come in here and meet Hagar.”Jake walked into the office and said, “Do you work with computers too?”“No. He’s doing my job for Titus,” Phil said.“By the way, my name isn’t really Poindexter; it is Jake.”“My name is Nestor.”Phil.