She was furious about his age, that I didn't tell her, and how she found out. (he is the son of one of her employees), woops? :PAnyways, we got into i...t really badly, we argued really intensely back and forth, till finally I told her I was not a child I am a teenager but I’m 14 not 4, and he is only 18 not 50. I told her to fuck off. After that she just gave me this beyond furious look and just slapped the wall and told me I was an ungrateful little brat and left my room.I was pissed so I got on. The whole scene was silhouetted against the brightness of the fire so that I could not see clearly, but nothing muted the sensations I was feeling as you explored the entire hardened shaft with your tongue and lips. Cupping my testicles in your other hand you gently massaged them as you continued to swallow and lick my erection as though you were enjoying a delicious popsicle. I could feel the tip of my cock touch the back of your throat at times and the overwhelming sensation of being almost. It seemed that it was going to be at a restaurant in Knightsbridge.Of course, the best-laid plans of mice and men: the flight home Friday afternoon was seriously delayed because of a French air traffic controller strike.Again, I tried to call Rebecca from the departure lounge. This time it went straight to voicemail. “Hey love, I’m sorry, it looks like my flight’s been delayed. I’m flying into Gatwick; we are due to take off at six. It’s a two and a half hour flight. I’ll get the Gatwick. I hadn’t realized how high my anxiety had been until it was broken wide open. Those light footsteps on the stairs might as well have been a giant monster lumbering after me, such was my reaction. So, when the young girl who had come down the stairs rounded the corner and stood in the doorway, all she saw was me sitting on the toilet, clutching my chest and breathing deep with my eyes closed and my head tilted to the ceiling. “Umm sorry, I didn’t realize you were using...” She said, awkwardly..