It all came about because about 44 years ago I was 21, vibrant, without a girlfriend and just finding my feet in London in only my second contract in ...he oil game. By chance I knew an Argentinian guy, who was about the same age as me, who had made a fortune offering a massage service ……..for men.He advertised around Park Lane and had made so much money he already owned a flat just 100 yards north of Hyde Park. Most of his customers were tourists staying in the 5 star hotels in Park Lane. I pulled the trike to a stop in front of the Cafe. Inside I found the boxer and the waitress pretty much alone. There was one of Miss Sadie's kinsmen seated at the counter. I really didn't want any small talk, I just wanted breakfast."Two eggs scrambled soft, with sausage and potatoes," I said to the boxer through the window."You want toast," he asked."Yes please," I replied as I slipped back inside myself.Sylvia being gone was going to be a real kick in the ass. I wondered if we were all being. I kept feeding her hard cock, and she kept gagging and crying. But she always wanted it, and begged for more if I stopped. I was not stopping. No, I was face fucking her now. Pulling completely out, asking if she wanted it, and then ramming it back as she pleaded for me to continue. "That's it. Yes, that's it. You want it. You wanted this. You're my little slut. Oh, fuck," I moaned, using my pet. She was making gagging noises more and more, and I could feel the tightness of her throat, but I. It wasn’t just that Sehocha had left him in a state of arousal. The fight also contributedto it.“Aren’t you worried about being so vulnerable,” she asked.“Not really. If you try anything heinous, I won’t kill you, but you won’t like how I leaveyou alive.”Her gaze shifted back up to him.“You’re not bad looking for a human. Okay. But can you heal me first? If this is tohappen, I’d really like to enjoy it.”Alec considered her request. There wasn’t really harm in healing her. If she took off assoon.