I wanted to stay there forever, caught up in his arms, safe, protected -- and above all, with him. Finally, I drew back gently, looking into his eyes,...suddenly losing myself in their dark brown."It's me, Susan. It's me." I loved his voice; for the past few years, all I'd known of him were his voice, and his personality. I could feel it in my arms as he spoke, a soft vibration from his neck even before I heard the actual words; they sent a shiver through me, and undoubtedly, he felt it in his. Inside the tavern weslid in along one of the straight-backed benches, so that we weresitting side by side. After a few minutes Emile went up to the counterand came back with a flask of red wine. I drink mine fast thinking a bitof bolstering can do no harm. My parents always let my Sister and Idrink wine at home so I wasn't too worried about getting drunk.We talked and talked and by the time he gets around to asking about myfamily I'm on my second glass, and I feel a growing warmth towards. Then he lifted me off himself, set me on my feet & stood up, whispering, as he unbuckled & slid down his pants & oversized briefs, "You like my big belly, don't you son? Well here's somethin' else you're gonna like." His nice thick uncircumcised cock must have been ten inches long. I had expected it to be rock hard like mine, but it was completely flaccid. "That's right, son. I can't please the ladies no more. That's why I need a good boy like you to help me."I was only too happy to help, &. I felt like I was orgasming. My body started shaking like jello. I had to drop my hands from my tittys and clitty and grab the futon for support. My heart was racing, and I was gasping for air. Brian’s cock was rubbing my inner pleasure spot which just kept it going. I sucked on Asa’s dick, pulling out the last drops of his delicious cum. I went limp held up by the futon. Asa’s cock was growing soft in my mouth. He backed away and his meat slid out of my mouth. I wanted to hold it there, so.