How do you know my body so well? I can't hold out another second. I give myself the release I crave as you stare into my eyes. You slow your efforts ...nd attempt to keep me at my peak as long as possible before my head finally falls back, breaking our connection.You roll to your back, both of us staring at the ceiling while you let me recover. I'm measuring my orgasm against the many hundreds of others I have had in my life - all with men. This might have been the best. Am I just caught up in. I said, "Let's make it a contest. When you all finish your next motor, let's test and record all of the measurements, including the vibration and dyno readings. That's one way to compare. The winner gets this." I held up a hundred-dollar bill.Everyone one of them said that I might as well give it to them now, as they were the winners. I love the confidence. I also thought it might be a neat part of a finished motor to have a record of the tests to send along with the product. When I suggested. You haven’t done anything anyone would have a problem with or try to sue you for. Mr. Jacobs, on the other hand, is in serious need of assistance. The altercation out at the lodge shouldn’t cause much trouble because he stopped as soon as the assailant was no longer a threat. His actions here seem to be more in the line of a vigilante than pure self protection though. The legal ramifications of that can be quite extensive. I need to get together with him and be present whenever he talks to the. I am hard and there is a large wet spot surrounding the bulge created by my erection. He pulls down my boxers, showing my hard, uncircumcised cock, dripping, veiny and throbbing. I am so hard the length and girth are pulling the skin back, halfway, on their own. He wraps his hand around me. Im kneeling and he is sitting in front of me, naked, his other hand is caressing my bottom. He rubs my dick up and down the shaft to spread the precum all over. I say, mmm, he starts the way I did, his.