I sucked his balls and licked every inch of them as I looked at him. His eyes were closed and he was moaning.“Aaah! Aaa ma’am! Haan!”, he moaned...The TV repairman then looked at me with a horny expression and grabbed my hair. He pulled it back and held them as I serviced his cock. I took it out and stroked it between my boobs over my t-shirt. I had made it soaking wet.He was overcome with lust. He pulled me up and kissed me again. He then took off my t-shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra as I was. The door opened a moment later. Twyla was standing at the entrance in a little white bathrobe drying her hair with a towel. “Come in” she said, in a softer more relaxed tone. I guess she had calmed down a bit since my screw up earlier that day. Without saying a word I stepped in, closed the door and followed behind her. Watching those long legs and tight little bottom shimmy just under that bathrobe made my cock stir a little. “Shit, this was going to be harder than I thought” pondering the. Everything went normally right up until we went to the Accent to drive to my Virginia meeting with the FBI chief. I had explained that I didn’t want to be photographed walking into the FBI offices, so we set the meeting outside the office. The Accent was making a lot of noise from the second I turned it on. So much so that I doubted it would make it out of town. I drove down to the local auto rental office, instead of to my Virginia meeting.While I drove the new midsize Chrysler to Virginia, I. That afternoon’s activities would all be new to Kyle; but he had every intention of participating fully in whatever the other three proposed. He had no qualms whatsoever about entering into an afternoon session of what he earnestly hoped would be one of intense gay-sex with the three of them; he just knew, come what may, that he would be able to give just as well as he could take.And it is safe to assume, that having seen just how well equipped their new young companion was, both Greg and Brett.