.."He paused to lick the back of Tony's neck. "I barely made it to the bathroom and Keating walked in as I was getting off. All those years and I neve... had to jack off at work. Until then." Dad, I'm sorry," Tony whispered. "I wasn't thinking." No, you weren't," Gibbs agreed, returning his attention and his hand to Tony's ass. He delivered every blow firmly; he wasn't in this to be merciful. "But don't tell me you didn't do that for a reaction. You know you were turning me on. Heck, if you. Did it turn you on? I was picturing your head there, your mouth and tongue fucking me until I came all over your handsome face, and glisten your chin with my squirts of pussy juice. Did you see that I licked my fingers? I taste good, you should come and have a sample some time, really get your tongue up there and dine. If you don’t, I’ll be upset and I might have to take your head, pull your hair and force you down there. I might have to insist, Professor. I might have to push you on to your. ’ Melissa winced in sympathy. Her friend had been trying to get pregnant for nearly a year now, but her husband worked on the oilrigs and was often away for weeks at a time. It was time to lighten the mood. ‘So when’s he back?’ she asked, even though she knew exactly when Steve would return. This was a game they played on a daily basis. She grinned. ‘Two weeks, three days, two hours and, ooh—’ Gemma consulted her watch ‘—seventeen minutes. I can’t wait.’ Her grin widened. ‘Phone sex just isn’t. No one pays much attention to the length of those new nails onJohn's hands simply because he already looks like a little girl.They give John a full week to get over those injustices this time. Mostof that time was spent learning how to talk with the computer he'd beforever linked to. At first all John got was headaches and it's nottalking as you might think of talking. Mostly it's just odd noises atfirst. Chirps, clicks and whistles for a while making him think of oldmodems or faxes.