“People tell me I look like Ed Sheeran,” Jessie announced proudly. He really did look a bit like the Irish crooner.“Nobody says that,” Emily s...ot him down. She said he looked like Woody Woodpecker on crack.“I think Master Jessie looks a little like Rick Astley,” my sister said.Master suggested Jessie looked like the actor who played Kenny in the movie “We’re the Miller’s”. I had never seen the movie, and nobody else got the reference. Master described the plot to the film.“A small-time pot. I thanked her and fished a $100 bill from my wallet. Her eyes opened wide and she hugged me. When I asked if she would return tomorrow she enthusiastically agreed.We gave each other little smiles as I came and went the next day. I had dinner with Rachel, another consultant about my age who crossed paths with me from time to time. Even though she was married, she invited me to her room as she had often done before and we had a good round of sex, made the better by familiarity. I made sure to get. I could not wrap my fingers around his girth. Not only was he real long he was really REALLY thick & uncut! Before my lips would touch his swollen cockhead I just inhaled his essence. He was oozing massive pre-cum. He wanted me to go down on him right now but I was going to take my time & BLOW his mind.I told him "Shhh.Sit back Papi. Ayy que rico! I want you to feed me Papi! I need milk, Your milk!" I began licking his head & tasting that pre-cum. It was sweet! I then began taking him deeper. ”“Sounds good, Mary. Are you going to use your Comfort herb?”“A very little, as that is all one needs; oh, and just a smidgeon of truffle in the stew, to make their lovemaking a bit more intense!”“Mary! Isn’t that risky?”“Not at all, darling. I will use so little that it will not turn into an orgy; just enough to enhance their love towards each other, and make it permanent. I think that would be nice, don’t you?”“Oh, very well. Just make certain that your quantity is exact: double check it,.