I’m here to listen if you want to talk about anything. If you don’t want to talk, I’ll give you the best massage you ever had. With regards to...full disclosure, Maria filled me in about the passing of your wife and I’m here if you want to talk.”I glance around the walls of the room and sure enough, I see diplomas hanging in a straight line with the credentials she just mentioned. And they are from a very strong academic institution. “It is very impressive what you have accomplished. I wasn’t going to allow any photographs but then it would make a great vacation album; one the boys and we could enjoy forever.Three hours later we were loading back up in the boats. The boys had swam, looked and touched everything they could within their limitations. They were filled with excitement and had hundreds of things they wanted to talk about. At least it was different things to talk about.They were also exhausted - they had been in or under water almost five hours today. They would. “Take some pictures. I want you to photograph me sucking your cock and send them to my husband.” I took my phone and switched the camera on as she got to her knees.I went to close the door, but she stopped me and started to suck me off. Her tongue probed the tip of my cock, playing with the meatus at he end, then gliding along the bottom to my balls. My knees grew weak as she began to suck the head. Her lips went to the edge and stopped, her tongue lapping and swirling, cheeks sucking inward as. "Well, you gotta help. You don't expect me to touch that thing without rubber gloves, do you?" I teased. I opened my mouth wide once again and waited.He dropped is pants to the floor and thumbed a softie into my mouth. "Kinda mushy today." I teased him through a cock-filled mouth. He laughed and gave me a playful soft whap on the head.He tasted faintly of soap, but mostly of cock. Mmmm, I love that. It wasn't long before I could feel it swelling and growing, becoming thicker and longer than.