My guess was he was either pissed off, getting angry, or he was wanking furiously.Certainly, of the two men in Sharon’s house that night, I was havi...g the better time of it.I thought about how if I ever got married there was no way I would allow myself to get into the situation Chris had gotten into with Sharon. She dictated who and when and where she would fuck. She paraded me in front of him to humiliate him.I know in part it was a game between them, but there was some truth to it also. She. He'd lie on top of me, I'd spread my legs and he'd enter, fucking me until the sun came up.One night, while stroking my rod and my nipples, I dreamt he went down on me, deep throating my rod. I arched my back as I could almost feel his tongue sneaking out to touch my balls, and his finger probing my hole. When I came, and was satisfied my dream lover looked up at me. He had the face of Roberto.I had fallen for my mentor.Another sleepless night! For hours, I wrestled with what to do. I wasn't. I casually reached over and picked up the money and put it in my purse and listened, smiled and laughing at his jokes. After a few minutes I set my drink down and moved over to the bed where I sat down. I suggested he move over beside me. I grabbed a few pillows to prop his head up and pushed him gently into a lying down position. Telling him to relax and just enjoy himself I undressed him. He was only slightly aroused but my mouth quickly fixed that. I moaned as I fellated him and he. I'm sorry; uh, we were talking about you and ... after I ran my mouth, she started acting suspicious."Jeff hugged her. "No matter. I'll just wait a little later to go. Little One will make sure Mom is deeply asleep before I even get near the bed." Jeff, you're not going to sit in the corner again are you?" Diana asked, joining their conversation. "Kayla told me you laid next to her and held her hand while Little One worked on her, but you had said that you usually sat in the corner while Little.