.and there it was... My mummy's fingers touched my cock and I marveled at the way your expert fingers curled around my throbbing member. I opened my e...es wide to see you just looking at my teenage cock. Then your head began to turn so I quickly shut my eyes. I half open them to see you looking at my face with my hard horny ? year old cock bouncing in your hand. I didn't know what to do, I mean I didn't want to let you know I was awake the whole time nor did I want you to stop so I let out a. We renewed our acquaintanceship and over the next few years became friends.Both Gordon and I had a penchant for 'taking the piss' much to the chagrin of some of our neighbours. This moves us forward to December 2013 when a neighbour installed a security post in his parking space and then promptly reversed into it, giving Gordon and I plenty of fuel to indulge our pastime of piss taking.Gordon made a mistake when driving the point home to our neighbour; he described himself as a professional. I did not want to be alone for this so I invited my tennis friend Becky. I had just renewed my friendship with her after a lapse of nearly two years. She had been with me at the tennis courts on that day when I was served the legal process that was to begin my enslavement. After I won my freedom I learned that Becky had tried several times to visit me when I was a slave at Masterson Automotive but was informed that I was allowed no visitors. After I regained my freedom Becky and I spent much. I start fucking her mouth and she's liking it now, taking it in gobbles and slurps.She moans. I'm watching her mouth intently. Then I'm not.“Gloria?"“Mmn?” she says, and she’s sucking away.“They’re pulling into the driveway.”She stops. Her eyes are wide and she says, well come, goddamnit,” and she goes back to sucking, twice as fast, twice as hard and I melt into the moment – or try to, the Penthouse Letters talk about melting into the fucking moment, so I do what I can to melt into this.