“Oh no I don’t need that much milk, and I don’t want to take all of yours.” She said taking a step back shaking her head. “It’s okay. I ha...e another gallon in here, and I’m going shopping Tuesday. So please take the milf.” I said not realizing what I just said. She was very nice about it and answered. “Okay thank you for your milf” she said with a smile. “Oh my God I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to say that i….” She interrupted me. “It’s okay. Hey I know you’ve probably got better plans, but if. ”During this exchange Sylvia had been stroking my dick from root to tip and back again. Then she leant forward and kissed the tip. It was only a peck, almost nothing but it seemed to embolden her to go further. Certainly, I was raising no objection. She kissed it again, more lingering this time and then her lips parted, and she took the head into her mouth. She was delightfully warm and wet, and I yearned to feel more of her. I closed my eyes and let her get on with it. I’m not sure where she’d. He would slow down, press himself against me, and every time he pulled back he would almost pull it all the way out, and when he went back in he would make it go as deep as possible, teasing me, keeping me at the point where i couldn't control my body, that would try and speed it up, but he wouldn’t have let it! He would have one arm around my chest, to hold me still, and the other arm going down between my legs playing with my over sensitive clit, I would be so fired up that I would be. " Very well, George. Have a good trip!"The rest of the day was a blur. I made an extended trip to the gym thenwent home and packed. A suit, blazer, shirts, and ties - I wanted to beprepared for any possible contingency. Unsure of this position, I alsocollected some DVDs and press material about my Olympics project andother endeavors. I didn't want to leave anything to chance.I left home about four-thirty and found my mind wandering. As I headedto Vancouver to catch a flight to London, I.