He would do anything for her and she knew that. ‘Things take time’ he kept thinking. He was pulled from his thoughts by her voice. ‘I’m almost...done with school. I was planning on going to your grad school anyway,’ she noticed how that last statement made him smile. ‘So maybe then I’ll move in. But for now, I’ll stay in my home and you in yours. Plus it won’t hurt you to come visit me sometime,’ she said jokingly. He pulled her against him again, allowing the tears to flow freely now. He. Dave smiled. Jen was certainly having a good morning. He suspected that Will was too, though much more quietly. Good for them.Dave decided to just enjoy the unintentional eavesdropping as he drifted further awake. He was glad they had stayed. Last night's New Year's Eve party had been a fairly quiet affair—just the four of them and three other couples. While he knew that no one would drink enough to be seriously impaired, he had suggested beforehand that Will and Jen bring overnight bags so. "There's no way a day that starts this good can end badly."The warm mouth was replaced by a firm hand and I grit my teeth. The sensation was hardly the same."Train one of your many adoring women fans to give head, problem solved. Or use those sex slaves I hear you’ve been training to sell. You have so many of them, one has to be suitable to your tastes." I reached out a hand to lower her head back down on my cock. Her mouth had better uses than speaking nonsense. "My slaves are just that. Sex. I responded that I'm basically a "bottom"only and that sounded fine with me. We chatted awhileand he invited me over to his place (he lives alone).I took some leave time from work and flew over to hisplace, which is located about 20 miles from my job. I met Trelane at the door to his place and Ithought that he looked a lot like me. Kind've a bigbelly, beard, hairy legs and arms. We sat on hiscouch and talked about what we were looking for,sexually speaking. Trelane informed me that his.