I supposed I could go into Omaha on Friday and return the ring. It was a stupid idea. If Kate found it, she’d freak out and I’d be staring at an e...pty room again. I don’t why I was in such an all-fired hurry. I supposed it might have something to do with Lissa being pregnant. I wanted that to be over tomorrow, too. I mean the baby to be born. Already people had begun suggesting names. That was cool. I was going to be a daddy.I heard a movement and looked up. I’d been so lost in my thoughts all. I kept teasing her little nubbin with my tongue while my hand gently kneaded her other sweet little boob. This was fun for a few moments, but I was getting a little impatient with all this foreplay stuff. I left her breasts and started exploring the rest of her body. I kissed my way down, pausing briefly to flick my tongue into her navel. I don't know where that little bit of inspiration came from. Her legs parted slightly, and there it was; my first close-up look at a real pussy. The lips were. I got on my hands and knees and made my way through the dark room. I got about 3 feet from him when I noticed he was totally nude. He reaked of beer and sweat.I felt funny but I took my time and wiggled in for a closer inspection. His body was pretty hair, from his neck to his ankles was covered. He was a hard working man that had been weathered by years of working in the hot sun. Letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, I looked at his lazy, fat, flaccid cock. I don't know why but I had a. I feel dizzy and lightheaded as the salty taste of his skin touches my tongue. Before I get half his cock in my mouth, he’s tugging my hair hard, pulling me back. I let go instantly, tears stinging my eyes as I look up at him. He’s angry. “I did not tell you to use your hands, did I?” His voice is low and rough. I bite my lip briefly before whispering, “No Master.” He lets go of my head and leans back. “SUCK IT!” His whispered demand spurs me into action. I put my hands on my knees and grip.