But nothing happened.When it was time for my bath, Rita as usual bathed me. Before pouring water on me, she held my penis and pulled the fore-skin bac... and gently gripped my slimy slick cockhead with her thumb and forefinger and rubbed it up and down. My penis was slimy and coated with a thick slick fluid. She rubbed the fluid between her thumb and fore finger and smelt it. She then smelt my cock head. She looked up and again gave me that crooked smile again. She bathed me. My penis became hard. She took the very tip into her mouth and sucked, her cheeks hollowing, her eyes stealing glances at Corky's flushed and startled face as she plied her skills.Then she buried her face in his crotch once more, running her tongue along the base, as her hand tugged rhythmically at Corky's straining tool. His hips bobbed uncontrollably at the sensation of her hand and tongue, and her head moved to follow his motions.He groaned and shut his eyes as her rubbing accelerated, and she murmured in return,. “Actually… I’d prefer if you didn’t… I think you smell great,” I stammered.With a broad smile he then said, “Oh, so you are a funk-bunny.” As he continued to snigger I just shrugged my shoulders.“Well, bro, I’m all yours. You can sniff and lick me all you like.” Then, after another chuckle he added, “As long as I get to fuck your hole, it’s all good for me.”“Would you like another beer?” I asked, blushing.“Why not,” he answered, before concluding, “Then we can be on our way.”As we sat there in. Then that issue went away. My friend Turcos landed a job at a TV station in Philly, and left Baltimore so fast it took his ass a week to catch up! By Saturday I was able to take Marilyn and Charlie for a walk around the Inner Harbor area, with only a few people pointing at me (and then hustling their children away from the ‘killer’.)Monday morning, I drove out to Hereford and went to work for the first time in almost four weeks. The welcome was heartening, a standing ovation when I came in the.