You know the drill.”I sighed, then knelt on the carpet by his hips, and reached out with both hands to begin stroking his soft prick. I held the bas... of his cock in one hand, while I rubbed the tip of his cock and the first three inches, or so, with the other. It wasn’t long before his prick began to stiffen in my hand. Daryl moaned and rocked his hips into my pumping fist, then pushed on the back of my head to encourage me to take it into my mouth. I licked the tip of his prick with my tongue,. We have not chatted on Facebook all week until tonight(Friday). After a while I told Shelley that I had written about our walk and it was published on a sex site and was voted story of the week, she did not believe me and asked what site it was on, I did not tell her the name of the site as I do not want friends and relatives to see my posts, anyway I said I would send her the original draught if she wanted to see it, she said go on then send it to me so I emailed the draught over to herI was. I figured at some point he’d call, but whether it would be a good call or a bad call remained to be seen. We’d had a busy week with closing on the building and trying to get it ready for us to move in. This could either be a capstone on a good week, or a down point. I pressed the button on the phone and lifted the handset.“Hi, Dante,” I said. “What can I do for you?”“Can we talk?” he said. “Face to face?”That meant it was good. Otherwise he’d be yelling, threatening, or telling me his lawyer. . alone, Ed.Everyone thinks we're a couple, and we are, but we're not. I just don'tknow if living this way is the right thing for me to do. The more Ithink about it, the more the future scares me. I don't want to bealone, Ed. I know this awful and selfish, but... Oh, God, I wish Ihadn't even said that, I'm sorry... never mind." She grew quiet.Ed looked like he was about to vomit. "Geez, Rosie... I don't know whatto say..." Don't say anything, Ed. I had no right to say that. I'm sorry. ForgetI.