I respected his straightness and didn’t make a move on him. A couple of weeks later Roy invited me to lunch. When we met I somehow brought up the to...ic of cock sucking again and we talked and laughed a little and enjoyed the day. The whole time I was dreaming about sucking his cock. When we were leaving the restaurant, I found the nerve to asked, “Will you let me suck your cock?”Roy looked up at the sky and said, "Nooo…I don't think so.” Then a long pause and, “Maybe if I was real drunk." “So,”. . yeah ... of course." She smiled at that."Ditto," she said quickly. "But ... I don't have to always do that to have an orgasm either," she now confessed. "I can actually get off, just by playing with my tits."I mean she had, or at least I had seen it first hand, even then I still asked. "Seriously ... you really do?" You saw it ... felt it, heard it," she exclaimed growing more and more agitated by the second. "Like I said, I can't help it ... it just happens. Maybe I shouldn't have let you do. “That would be nice,” she smiled.“What is a girl like you doing up here in Barrow.”“I’m being interviewed the day after tomorrow for a data input job for the pipeline.”“I’d work the pipeline but my back won’t allow it.”“Oh, poooor baaaby,” she ran her hand over it. “I love giving guys massages. I’m pretty good at it.”“Even big men like myself?”“Especially big men,” her smiled widened.“I love redheads,” he grinned.“I think you love all women,” she laughed.“That’s true but redheads are my. I looked into her eyes and asked if she was ok. She said it was amazing and this never happened before. She kissed me and made me sit on the other end of the couch and started kissing my chest but soon she was holding my dick and seeing it closely moving the skin up and down. She kissed on the tip of the head and started sucking it. It was great. She was trying to payback, and I could feel her sincere efforts. With her one hand she was moving the skin up and down and sucking my dick head at the.