Yes Mr Watson, I replied... What were we going to do for 4 hours I wondered.I was visiting Mr Watson's flat for the fourth time, the first two visits...were fun and he took the lead in everything that happened, but the focus for my last two visits and our time together in the shop had been more about me pleasing him, and as I ran to his flat I was hoping he would pay me some attention today, I had began to enjoy his hands and mouth on my cock, I had made my mind up I was going to ask him to, and. I turn towards him and cup his face. He’s so beautiful, I just wanna fuck him hard tonight. I kiss him, his tongue tastes like skittles from the candy he ate earlier. I bite his bottom lip and let go, lowering myself to his hips. He’s fully erect, It gives me a sense of pride, knowing only I can do that. This man is mine. I unbutton his jeans and pull them down. His dick is flawless. I start by licking the tip gently, stroking his penis with my tongue, until I can see his face, begging me for. "I had a few bottles, which Ray must have noticed when he was here. I opened a bottle and poured Rodney a glass and started to pour one for me. "No boy, not yet. A glass of champagne will be your reward after I've fed you. Now, let's get that shower out of the way."We walked to my shower and I allowed him to enter first. He asked me to join him and I did. I grabbed the soap and started scrubbing his body, starting at his shoulders and working my way down his back, reaching around to wash his. “Hi honey,” she smiled, slightly slurring her words, sounding like she might add a stereotypical hiccup at any moment.I felt like a fool, but I was temporarily lost for words, as the two of us just stared at each other. Me looking dumbstruck and shell-shocked, and her looking pleased with herself but not wanting to show it. My chest was pumping, my hands shaking and I could feel the sweat on my forehead, wondering how this was going to play out. It seemed like our eyes were locked together for.