I crawled onto the bed like a predatory big cat, slow fluid movements so as not to spook my prey. While Ric was diverted by my hand cupping his balls ...y other hand casually wrapped around my smart phone keeping it close to me.As my hand worked up and down his shaft the heat and friction of cock and hand caused the cum residue to become tacky. (As if this situation wasn't tacky already. ha ha ha)"So Ric, I hear some men take a while to be ready to go again after sex. I hope your lady friend. I can only hope that it is not as noticeable as it seems to me. There’s no time to do anything about it, anyway. I pop another mint into my mouth and get out of the car. Standing in the frigid air, I run my fingers through my hair, straighten out my clothes, and check to see if my jeans are wet through. I rub my butt, where I am pretty sure there is going to be a bruise. Hopefully it won’t look too much like a bite mark. Ducking back inside, I scan the back seat for evidence. One of them. The wife did mutter something about that before she left. Come on in.’ He stepped back, turned and was about to walk back into the hose before he paused and turned back to Craig. ‘Sorry, where’s my manners. I’m Brian.’ He held out his hand. Craig took it and they shook.‘Craig’ Supplied Craig as he withdrew his hand from the shake.‘The dress is through here. Going to a party are you?’‘Umm, yes.’‘Word of advice. Don’t get married,’ Brian laughed ‘You still get to go to parties, but they aren’t as. " I will talk to my mother first," said David."As the Master wishes," acknowledged the Ambassador, "We will wait for the Master to speak."Everyone trooped over to David's rooms and the party was again increased by the arrival of four enormous fierce looking Arabs armed with vicious looking scimitars. One of the British policemen said something to his boss, but it was evidently overheard by the Arabs."We are the bodyguard of the Emir of Kobekistan and have full permission to go armed in your.