I couldn’t help but play with his foreskin that was so soft and tasted so good. I loved the way his dick smelled and the way his balls would rub on ...y chin while I sucked on his shaft. I started to suck him as hard as I could and I was so turned on. I could taste his pre-cum and wondered if my mother did this to him sometimes while I was in the house. He slowly picked me up by arm pits and placed me back on the couch and leaned over and kissed the head of my dick and started to nibble on my. I still kept quiet because I wanted to be sure I was not involved in any of Raymond’s foolishness because he had a way of transferring guilt to others just to help distract attention from his own shortcomings.Joe’s driver Sergeant Kelly stayed out in the car to monitor their communication lines although I knew he liked the food in this place more than most of the other places my Uncle visited for meetings with informants and other contacts that he liked to keep far away from his office. Eventually things in the office settled down. All the immediate work and filing had been taken care of. All the agents with nothing to do stood around the coffee maker. I could hear them talking in a steady murmur.We were all waiting for a call from Chicago.I turned on the small television that was perched on top of my filing cabinet. I flicked through late night T.V. I watched two hours of the previous day's news loop on CNN. I wondered what the reporters would say tomorrow. I wondered if. Except for this trip.” A huge boundary existed between teachers and students, almost like parents and their kids, and people on opposite sides weren’t supposed to have sex, even if they both thought it an excellent idea. I’d crossed the line once with Chad. If I crossed it again, the boundary would cease to exist. Obviously, another encounter would not be sensible. On the other hand, masturbating at home alone wasn’t doing much to quench my thirst for intimate contact. It only helped a little.