I enjoyed her tongue for a moment longer, grunted, grabbed her hair again and pulled her off my sack.- "Are you ready for more?"- "Yes. Please, let me...suck it."- "You are not just going to suck it. I will fuck your face and use you like a rag doll. Are you sure you want this?"Instead of answering she pulled against my grip on her hair, eager to close her lips around my prick. I kept holding her. I would not let her take control of a single second in this meeting. I waited until she stopped. Then he started complimenting me and chatting me up lol.After many sexual innuendos, he asked if he could pop to the toilet. On his return, he walked up behind me and grabbed my waistline with both hand and kissed my neck. I wasn't expecting that and just stood there, but then he walked passed and carried on working. What he did, had got me rather excited, and turned on, and I stood next to him as he was on the floor sorting out the cables. He looked straight between my legs and smiled, then. I guess it is good that I am starting to do that.By the way, memo to self: Find that yottaflop machine. White flag to main sequencer.So I just had to find the time of the CIA's reload, juggle a little with the approved process table, and then I did not worry about it. My little routine was active for about 10 minutes, once a day, and ran in the temporarily borrowed space in a Beijing computer. The Chinese thought they were so smart. HAH. One tech in Beijing was downloading porn from Las Vegas. . Would you really let me fuck you?"I smiled and said yes."How about doing that?" he said pointing at the television. The lady on the screen was rather deleriously giving a blowjob."I can try", I said nervously.With that Peter stood up while I kneeled down before him and first came eye to eye with his magnificent cock. It hadn't dropped once during this encounter. I reached my right hand up and ran my fingers along the head. He trembled. I wrapped my hand around his manhood gave a light squeeze.