bulge up one side of
your pants already growing. I reato the fly of your boxers and pull
out your hefty cock, the cock that rules my whole life, and start to make
love to it. Without meaning to, I almost make the loud smag and
slurping sounds you like as I lick up and down the shaft, using plenty of
saliva to wet your manhood. I must remember not to make the sug sounds
or to gag loudly once I' m deep-throating you later. Luckily, the meeting
table is wide enough that there' s reasonable space between my body and the
others' feet, but they might still bump into me if they stretch their legs,
and of course there is always the risk of someone peeking uhe table
for one reason or another!
As the meeting is about to start, somebody mentions that I am not present.
"Oh, yeah," you answer as if just remembering something. "He won' t be
joining us this time as he' s got something important to take care of."
I blush privately at that. If only they knew what that important thing
really is!
I' m amazed at your trol as you duct the meeting. No one would have
guessed that you' re having your cock sucked all the while. I feel the
little tremors in ys but your voice is steady except for a few times
but you cover it well by coughing. It bees a sort of an involuntary
challenge for me, as despite my bitterness at the treatment I try my best
to give you as much pleasure as possible, taking the occasional spates of
coughing as my own little victories. I take your cock as deep as possible
inside my mouth - although like my boyt I' ve never yet mao take
the whole 9+ inches - and use my throat to intensely massage your cockhead,
just the way you taught me to that sed time you used me ioilet.
My own hard cock hangs out of my opened zipper, hard, drooling and
unattended. I know better than to use my hand