As if in total sync, I grip the base of my shaft and adjust the stream a little higher, just as she leans her head forward, mouth open and accepts my ...iss on her outstretched tongue. I watch as her mouth is quickly filled with my warm liquid and spills over the sides falling to her lap. I don’t care that she’s still wearing my shirt, in fact, I’m happy, somehow it feels more erotic, and I love seeing her nipples pressed against the damp white fabric. She continues to lean forward and places. "He laughed again, "Yeah, what can I say....It's a bit lonely sometimes... You know?" What do you mean? Aren't you dating Beth from down at the gym?" Oh yeah, She's great, but she has her life, and I have mine."We sat down and started drinking our beers and discussing different things...work...finances...yada yada. I drank the rest of my beer and another and excused myself for a bathroom break. When I came back, I noticed Cody had put a movie in and was kicked back on the couch, sipping his. ”“We have a problem,” said The Squire loudly as he signaled for silence in the room. He smiled, shrugged and then continued, “But all problems are just opportunities that we have not yet seized.” He gave another signal and a large platform with two thick beams sticking upright from it was rolled into the center of the room.“Here is where the loser was to be bound,” he explained. “... with her hands and feet spread wide apart so that we could watch her entire body as she squirmed beneath the. “This is why I came to you,” she said. “I always feel safe with you. I love you so much!” she cried out and hugged me tighter. “I love you too, Punkin,” I said softly. I just sat there holding her for quite a few minutes. After a while, I heard her voice, muffled by her hair, rising from where her face was pressed against my shoulder. “Why do guys suck, Uncle Ronnie? All I want is a good guy but all I find are assholes.” “Hey, we don’t ALL suck,” I teased. This was a familiar conversation, one.