"Linda! How are you? Everything ok there?" Y-yes Harold, everything ok, what about you? any news?" Same life here Linda, I called cause I missed you s... much, I'm makingeverything ready to come back at home as soon as possible, and I won'tleave anymore, I want to always have you next to me." T-that is...really a surprise Harold." And I saw Jacob was looking atme."In any case I need to leave now Linda. I love you, I'll call back verysoon. Kisses." I-i love you too Harold, I miss you so much...". "Anything for another taste of your milky teats," Bruce grinned. He watched her breasts sway as she bent over and undid the belt around his waist. He wiggled and helped her get his stiff cock out. the swollen mushroom head was already glistening with wetness. Heather leaned in and took a lick to taste the salty sweetness. It was Bruce's turn to moan in pleasure now. Heather licked and slurped along the ridge of his shaft down to the balls and then back up. His cock throbbing as it swelled up.. I was expecting a decrepit old man. While he is clearly not young, he weighs a trim 145, is attractive and has a sweet smile. I was expecting a 'salesman', a con artist. He is not that at all. He is thoughtful, reasonably well read, articulate, conflicted and seemingly a decent guy, who is completely aware of the paradox of what he is doing to these women to give them a future.JakeYou ask about coercion. It is an important question. But it cannot be answered without context. And the context is. It was where my Grandfather taught at a renowned collage, now an established University, and my mother was schooled as a young teenager, around thirteen, 'Of course', she would say, 'we were all acting older than we were, competing with Thai's who were older, but looked as young as we were, so competition was stiff, but not as stiff as the mens cocks we fought over'.My introduction to sex was mother's sex stories. She was a great story teller and I had difficulty in separating fact from.