The door was open with a couple of people standing outside smoking and drinking while they chatted. Not knowing any of them I walked straight in and s...et about finding my wife. I bumped into Richard and shook his hand as I asked him where Anna was. He said he last seen her dancing and to grab myself a beer from the kitchen.The house looked fairly big even with people everywhere. The lounge had double doors opening up to join the dining room which had been cleared to accommodate the revellers. I. "There'll have to be some rules," I told him. "One is that you address whoever's on the phone as Jack. If you try getting cute by calling us Spook or something like that you won't get a response, and you won't get any more calls from either of us; you're out of the loop. Understand?" I've got it." Rule number two, no more clever 'tests' about your middle name or anything else. Do it again, whoever's calling breaks the connection and, again, that's the last call. And the same for anything else. (it’s called his protein breakfast) and crawls in my bed.Lionel sucks me off, and then goes down on Amaretto, who really digs his tongue. Then he gets up and goes to the kitchen to make us OUR breakfast—Belgian waffles, or an omelet?he’s a damn good cook! Amaretto puts some really watery oatmeal in a dog bowl and Lionel licks it out on his knees before he dresses to go to work. He’s usually cleaned the house the night before, but sometimes there are chores to be done in the morning. I go over. ..kissing at intervals. You place both your hands palm down on each of my breasts...just place them there ...without squeezing. Then you slowly tease the nips with your open palm and you feel the nips tightening and hardening...they pucker up into hard beads....and you can't resist anymore. You close your lips around one and tease the tip with your tongue. I am now moaning in my sleep... it is like am dreaming something really hot and so cannot make out what is real and what is a dream. You.