Kissing had its place and time, and though we'd taken that time to enjoy that, it was just the precursor to what we were both eager to do. After 10 mi...utes of this, I inverted myself first ... and slipped my mouth and tongue around his waiting cock. Quivering slightly from my presence--Peter hadn't loin-trembled in a long time, not from ill-desire of me, but from damn lack of sleep--we both voiced our pleausres simutaneously.Once again, in rhythm, once again knowing each other as we do, in. He was confused by how quickly Linda’s teeth edged into perfect alignment, and how firmly they were in place. Linda knew that a bit of gentle TK pushing made all the difference.Boris drove Linda back to her hotel, and she released him for the rest of the day. They agreed to get on the road again at eight in the morning for the drive to Pamela’s offices.The meetings had run late, and Linda had missed lunch so she ordered up a room service cheeseburger, fries and a coke.While the girls waited for. ' Her source once was a tall, fairly plump gentleman by the name of Peter Melthorne. Peter has been in a drug induced coma for nearly eight years, and was now approaching death. He was only 47 years old, chronologically, but if you could examine his liver, it would appear to be about 90, and it was failing.Officially, Peter had died several years ago in a car crash. The body of a homeless person had been in the car and the medical examiner had been malleable. His family, a wife and three. He was so so nice and seemed so relaxed, when he turned to get us a drink I moved behind him and touched his waist. He stood there, with my hands on his hips before turning. He faced me and we kissed. He lead me to his bedroom room like I was a love sick puppy and undressed for me, then offered me his cock. I guess he could sense how much I wanted it. He layed down on his bed and his heavy, thick cock slapped against his belly. I just stared at it. I wanted this so much and had been fighting my.