I told him I would tap on his door three times, at precisely 11:00PM next Saturday. I put the letter and the pictures in an envelope, and slid it unde...r his door, as I went up the hall to take a shower. I was so horny with anticipation in the days leading up to Saturday, that I practiced even harder getting my ass ready for action. It seemed like I was masturbating every hour when I was off from work. My mind reeled with excitement. I knew I was being bold and daring, and I wondered what George. My thumb presses against her asshole. It winks. My thumb is in. As we fuck she drops on to her stomach pushing her butt in the air. My hard cock slips out. I guide the head press against her brown rosebud. "Nooo" Yes. I will give you extra cash" I mumble as I push my cock in her butt. I grab a handful of her thick lush black long hair and pull her head back. A bucket of water gets knocked over by her arms. My thrusts as we fuck move her along the wet floor. I feel my nuts tighten and pull out. David sighed and followed.Along darkened Downing Street they walked until they came to s small flight of stairs down to a basement door. His guide knocked, and the door opened a crack. Light streamed out. "Yes?" queried a woman's voice. "It's the American Gent, Ma'am — Colonel Ogilvy."The door opened wider and David was ushered in. "Come in, come in" The woman encouraged. "Welcome to Number 1 Storey's Gate — or 'The Dungeon' to its inmates" she laughed. In the light of the flickering globe. The main one was simple -- practice makes perfect. There were even testimonials from both women and men that once they decided to train for it, the goal was attainable. Some suggested pressure points. Some talked about the position of head and neck. All in all, he was encouraged. He would keep trying and he would succeed. Just not tonight.He removed the butt plug, washed it off, and fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.The next morning, after taking care of his morning business he decided.