Like the close-eyed shark, she focused to her task. Jay cried out, "Ha!". His yelp came from deep within. From the feelings of danger, surprise and pl...asure he experienced all at the same time. Tammy engulfed the entire length, the engorged knob slipped down the back of her throat. One solid downward thrust, spearing her own self on it. Tammy's craving was strong. So strong it overrode her natural instinct to gag, as Jay's seeking hips 'tap-tapped' against her throat.. The musty perfume of. Her gaze and fingers trailed down his bared torso, taking in the smattering of coarse body hair and the defined muscles of his chest and stomach. She pulled in a sharp breath at the sight of a patch of wrinkled skin on his side. It looked like scarring from a burn injury. She put a hand on it before looking back up at him questioningly. Ben swallowed before answering. ‘It was the summer after I graduated from college,’ he began. ‘I was helping my grandfather at the diner. We were pouring away. ”He laughed, a deep, thick chuckle and squirted it all over his thighs, cock, ass and rubbed in around, his cock continuing to grow in size. When done he pulled the shorts almost all the way up. The latex cock and balls were extended, hanging just below his own.Shit I was so fucking wet. NO! The point of this fantasy was to have pictures. Make the shoot. This is a business proposition and my fantasy about dominance, not sex.“Now the rest Ed.”With that, he began stroking himself, the oil making. I ran over the encounter in my mind, trying to spot the trick. At about the same time that I remembered what 'Celebration and Presentation' actually referred to, I got a new-message ping from my anonymous net-presence account. Someone who knew my 'handle' had sent me a message, probably trying to get information to me without tipping off anyone who was running a traffic analysis on me or the Embassy.The message confirmed what my memory had tossed up; a "C & P" ritual was used when one clan.