Congratulations Mr McVey. I understand that a celebration is in order. Phillipa. Ive told you before that you should call me Kevin. Then he stood up a...d stepped toward me and crushed my naked breasts against his shirt and kissed me passionately on the lips. I responded by opening my mouth a little and pushing my tongue into his mouth. I had been with Kevin McVey a few times before and so I knew exactly how the evening would progress. We would share the bottle of champagne, then I would undress. That's weird." "What so, these are a thing then, these squishy jelly pebbles," said Gwyneth. "Well apparently!" Said Rhian. "They're supposed to be some kind of magic, aren't they. I'm sure it's some kind of, some kind of very strange magic." Erotic magic perhaps," exclaimed Gwyneth. "Haha," laughed Rhian. "Perhaps! From what I remember though, you're not supposed to touch them I think." Why though," Exclaimed Gwyneth, lifting it from her bag and handing it all over. "I feel like I am meant to. . different." Hey, I believe you. It didn't take me very long, but I have an advantage." He caught her eye. "I'm black, so I have rhythm." You have rhythm." She chorused with him, and they both chuckled. "What's your name?" I'm Gary." Nice to meet you. This is driving me crazy. I can get the rests, but then the notes don't make sense. When I get the notes, the rests don't add up." Oh yeah. My Jazz teacher told me about this. If you add an eighth rest to every rest, the timing works. But don't. That’s when he just started edging me along. I get ready to cum and he’d back me down. After a minute, I would be ready to come again and he calm things down. I was beginning to think I was never going to cum. And then with a grace and ease that surprised me I slipped right down the back of his throat. Deeping throating an average cock is not that common so when I slid past those tonsils into his throat I came like a firehose. He just swallowed wave after wave of my cum. I swear I could hear.