I was getting too old for a gang war. Then again I did owe Sally a cadaver, I thought to myself.It was two cups of coffee later when she entered the o...fice. I noticed she looked a little less put together than usual. Even so it was great to see her again. She looked confident even though she looked a little ragged.“Well good morning. It has been peaceful around here even so, it’s good to have you back. You are back?” I asked.“You bet I am, I heard you couldn’t work without your body guard,” she. .. but I just can't takethis witchcraft seriously." Then you don't take me seriously," she said huskily.I paused. In the pause it was clear I agreed.She went on: "I have shown you irrefutable evidence backing my findingsand you are still not convinced of either the value or merit of my work? Answer me honestly." This last comment sounded like more of a command."No," I said flatly. "I am not convinced and can't take you seriously.I think your work is trivial and inconsequential, maybe even. “Sorry,” he apologised. Terry reached for a wipe from her dressing table and began to clean the sticky foreskin, “This excites you doesn’t it?” She asked him. He put a hand on her shoulder, “It does but it hurts as well.” “What, me going out on a date?” He nodded, “You don’t have to do this you know?” he told her. She kissed him on the lips gently but quickly, “I think we both know that I have to do this, don’t we?” she replied, “all these years of talking about it. It’s inevitable that it. Here - let me take care of that for you…."With that, you get up off the bed and motion for me to some sit in the straight- backed chair in front of my desk. You kneel in front of me and take my hardness in your hand again. "Relax and enjoy, baby…."With that, you begin kissing my balls, hefting them in one hand, giving them wet open-mouth kisses, slow and gentle. Your tongue comes out, licks them slowly, thoroughly, till they glisten. Your lips move from my balls to the base of my cock,.