” All the same, his wife’s query reminded him of something. He stretched out his hand and picked up a couple of Madame Vesta’s pills. They would... soon have him as right as rain again. Fit as a thirty-year old. Fit to fuck both girl’s within the space of an hour, if he were so minded. He must certainly arrange for Madame Vesta to give him a good supply of the pills before they left.“Is it too early for a drink, do you think?” asked Glenda.“It’s about half past ten,” said Quentin. “Still, we are. As my mouth got faster and I sucked all the precum out of his dick and I felt his cock spasm.I got faster sucking harder "I'm going to cum in your mouth......fuck I'm cumming...I'm fucking cumming" He yelled as he unloaded his hot sperm into my mouth. I licked it all up and sucked his cock hard getting every last drop. His cock went limp and I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. He started rubbing his plum balls as his cock became semi-erect. I laid back down as he made his cock rock hard. First he said he would call my boss and also report me to the police which put me into a total panic. So I apologized and then begged him to let me go with a warning. He refused at first but then he told me to come inside to talk about it. There was very little talking once I went into his house. He got right to the point and told me that he would forget the whole thing but only if I gave him a blowjob. I sucked plenty of dick by then and if Mr. L was hot or even mildly attractive to me I would. Someone like a fellow designer, a model, a journalist or even someone from backstage… well, anyone else. But most of my flings didn’t worked well and I always ended up at Cornell’s arms, and not that I am complaining on that. I am just telling my story here. And now someone might ask to where I am going to take this story to. Well, a few weeks ago there was a party at the house of a good friend of mine, Miles Conroy, who is also an old flame of mine. Pretty much a good bunch of the VIPs were.