He was particularly close to his beautiful mother, a widow of respected standing in the mountainous region of his birth. She was reputed to be both ma...ure in years but “tight” as a virgin in matters of a carnal nature. It was painful to Sir Rodrigo to think of his beautiful Madonna in such a base manner and he compensated for his distress by secretly anointing carefully selected older females with his restorative fluids of redemptive creamy formulae in a fully discreet fashion of measured. She said, “Well then, I’ll just go bowl with Tony and Mike!” he said, “Sure, sure, go on, have fun.” He was more than half-buzzed by then. I thought it was interesting that she said “Tony” first, because I sure as hell wasn’t the one of the two of us who would be a rival for Fred’s affections. Mike was bigger and taller and stronger and handsomer than me … so she used my name … to throw Fred off the track. Than conniving bitch! But smart! Vicky sashayed back to us and told us that Fred was. My legs rested upon his shoulders. He kept licking every part of me his tongue could reach. My orgasm was fast approaching. My left hand pulled my hair back, and my right ran through his hair.I squirted into his mouth as I shouted, "Ahh! Yes! Yes! Oh!"Adam kissed up my body. He spent extra time kissing and swirling his tongue around my nipples, sucking each one gently for a moment. His mouth finally found my lips and locked into a passionate kiss.After a few moments of sharing a long, and. Well, you see, on the quiet Arthur was considered to be a little… odd, by most everyone else in the office. In truth, Arthur was (and still is I would guess) what is sometimes described as an arty-farty type. He was into opera, ballet, art and all that crap. I do believe the only reason I first teamed-up with Arthur, was because — unlike most of the other unattached males in the office — he did not appear to spend his every non-working moment drinking. Although much to my surprise I was quickly.