There stood a well-dressed man of middle years with bushy sideburns and polished boots. To Caroline he looked vaguely familiar. He smiled at her. A ro...nd diamond glittered in the middle of his silken tie. He smelled of the barber shop."Mrs. Williams," he said with a small nod of his head, his fawn-colored hat in his hands, "I am MacNeal Holmes. As you may know, I have purchased your father's old place, bought it at the auction, lovely home, fine piece of land, well cared for. My property. “I. . .I don’t know what to do,” I say quietly. I start licking up the side of his cock, but I don’t know what to do or how to do it. It feels unnatural, and I can’t find a rhythm. “Here, just open your mouth wide, and I’ll do the rest.” I do, and I feel his hands on both sides of my face. He begins thrusting, slowly at first and then faster. I feel the tip of his cock banging against my throat, and my eyes well up. After a few minutes, he stops and smiles. “That was really good for your first. Sally kissed me, got up and walked to the room's shower. “Join me, Jack?” with a naked, pretty smile.“Of course, beautiful!” I began to collect the prototype assembly in order to clean and repack it properly. I grabbed my phone and texted the sample people at the company and requested a replacement for ‘emergency demo’, as this one gave its all and needed to be reset and charged.Entering the shower, Sally grinned and said, “Wash my back, Jack!”“A pleasure, Sally! I hope I can count on a good. If I wasn’t, I’d not admit it.“So there’s this girl who sells cigarettes on the Empire Express,” she went on, our curb negotiation the same a few yards further. “She’s got a beau at every station, but the train only stops for ten minutes. What does she wire ahead?”“I don’t know.”“Mate me at the station.”I laughed and laughed, not because the joke was so swell (but maybe it was), but delighted at her considering me grown up. After that, we walked on as if there were lots of curbs for me to help.