I don’t have any plans to start my own magazine or anything. I guess I’m not wildly ambitious, not looking for the next rung up the ladder anymore... But if I were a younger reporter with such ambitions, I’d probably have been freaking out right about now. I was on an assignment to go to the mountains of Yamaguchi prefecture to interview Robert Zerzinski, aka Donor X. The closest I had ever been to Yamaguchi was probably Osaka. Which is nowhere near Yamaguchi. Rock stars don’t live in Yamaguchi.. After about 30 seconds of furious masturbation, I asked my friend if his dick was as hard as mine. He just said, "I dunno," so I reached over and grabbed his dick. I said, "Hmm...I think mine is harder." He then reached over and grabbed my dick. He agreed and also said, "I think yours is thicker. I can't get my hand all the way around it." Sure enough, he had a bit of a pencil dick; its long thinness felt good in my hand, so I started moving my hand slowly up and down. I said, "Yeah, but yours. “Sarah is not quite ready,” Roger told him as he showed him in to our large bedroom with lots of mirrors. I am standing with my back to him, naked apart from heels, black stockings and a sexy black garter belt as I have his attention long enough for him to ogle my ass before I put on my above the knee, black silk dressing gown. I do like a tease, this time for two people.“Sorry I kept you waiting Juan,” I tease some more as I hold his face with two hands and passionately tongue kiss him. “Would. HE…Sensed that she was spent and he pulled free and as he moved to enter her, she slowly wrapped her legs around him. Her arms encircled his neck as he lowered his body against hers and her lips devoured his wet mouth. She sucked on his tongue as the tip of his erection nudged her sex. She shifted slightly and suddenly he was inside her, sliding into her depths as her legs pressed against the backs of his legs.Resting on his elbows he began a slow rhythm, relishing the friction, surprising in.