”“And that will be someone who will allow us our close relationship?”“I think it has to be.”“Which is why you’re making the point about ...elody,” I said. “But I wonder if getting to know her would help.”“Possibly. You don’t want to break up with her, do you?”“I certainly don’t want to break my word to her, which means you and I can’t even consider sleeping together unless I do. Do you WANT me to break up with her?”“I don’t think that’s a fair question,” Jocelyn sighed. “Or maybe, it’s better to. No, I want to see your face, he says to himself before flinging me onto my back. My head bounces on the mattress. I look up at him and lick my lips because theyre dry. Want something in your mouth? he asks. I roll my eyes, but dont struggle. Im ready to get fucked. My sphincter tightens and begins to ache as if it werent controlled by me. I want him. Really want him. But, to my disappointment, he seems to have other plans. He sits on my thighs and begins to undo his grungy khaki cargo pants. I. My wife never sucked my dick, she said she hated to do it and there she was happily gagging on this guy's cock. I picked up the black cock and realized why she'd bought this one now. For some reason, I had the urge to suck it too. I watched her drawling on this man in front of me and started mimicking her movements. Sucking the dildo and shoving it deep down my throat.I caught another glimpse of myself in the mirror, fluttering at how sexy I looked in my dress with stockings and heels. After a. " I'm sorry, Miss, really. But it could mean my job." OK," Lois said. "Forget it."Standing at the railing near the dugout, Lois leaned over the rail and motioned elaborately at the nearest man in uniform, the Orioles' hitting coach, B.J. Surhoff. He ignored her at first, but his name was on his back, and Lois wasn't the shy, retiring type. "Hey, Surhoff!" she shouted. He turned around and saw the attractive young woman, vigorously motioning for him to come near.He did come near. The fact that.