She was applying the long sheets of wallpaper with a Marlboro Light between her long, delicate fingers. Often she would take a drag from the cigarette...and then lean down and puff out the smoke around his boner and then give it a tender lick. She didn't often giggle, but she always did when his cock quivered from her attention. It had been months that they had known each other. In all that time it had only been the playing with their genitals that was their sexual activity. That and discussing. " We'll see what we can do," Admiral Benson promised.After seeing the Admiral, Whitefeather decided to see another old friend, retired U.S. Marine Corps Colonel and amateur historian Henry "Howlin' Mad" Hollister. Henry was, as usual, delighted to see a visitor at his humble apartment. He pumped Tribune Whitefeather's arm enthusiastically. "Bill, it's been too long! What are you here for this time?" Do I always need a reason?" protested the tall Tribune, looking down on his old mentor. Without hesitation, he blurted out YES!That kind of stopped me in my tracks. I was stunned at his response and I think my heart actually stopped for the briefest of moments. Did he actually say that he wanted to spend time with me, or did I hear him incorrectly? I asked him to repeat what he said."I got rid of my friends so that I could spend some time with you" he said with a big smile on his face.Now I knew I was in trouble. What was my next move? How do we go from here? WTF!? My mind was all. We have a few more drinks but no more sex stuff, then Crystal and I went to the hotel room that he got for us, it wasn't too fancy but it was nice. Now it's late so we go to sleep in one king size bed. I wake up at like 4 am, Crystal is going down on me and makes me cum really hard, I hanked her and we kissed for a bit then I passed out again, I was so tired.So then next day we sleep in and then Crystal takes me to this store which is like a bondage store but they didnt have anything cool so we.