I pushed him on the bed. I took his shirt off to reveal is tight abs and muscular body. I kissed his neck, down to his chest and along his perfect abs... I removed his pants and underwear to reveal is hard perfect cock standing to attention in front of my face. I kissed the tip of his cock and then the shaft. I grabbed his cock in my hand and spat on it, rubbing my saliva in with my hand. I put his cock in my mouth and sealed my lips tightly around it. I started sucking his perfect 9 inch cock.. This alone has helped to further change my mindset. I am constantly aware that I can no longer just “go at will” and always am aware of where the nearest bathroom is when I am on the road because I can’t just whip it out anymore.Secondly, I no longer get to touch myself for pleasure. At ALL. No masturbating for a LONG time! Any time I get an urge and the body reacts as a guy, it physically hurts. Does that mean that I no longer have sexual urges? Of course not! What I am conditioning myself to. Her body rolls over softly and heavily, the momentum setting it to shimmying and quaking gently, like a freshly-killed deer.I grab Victoria's jacket from the front and begin rummaging through the inside pockets and feeling the lining. Still nothing! The bitch. What if she has it hidden in a locker at the airport? Damn; I should've tried to knock that information out of her before I pumped her. As I finish searching the jacket and throw it open, my eyes wander to Victoria's lifeless face, still. By this point I wanted my pantyhose back and I had a chance to really look him over and I wanted to fool around with him desperately. I didn’t say anything. After a few moments he balled the pantyhose up in his hands. “Oh these are soft” he said. “Well I guess I’ll get back to my office so I can throw these pantyhose away” he said. He kept the pantyhose balled up in his hands and walked two steps past me when he turned quickly and threw the pantyhose at me. He had a big grin on his face and.