Not floppy at allAnd what exactly is this Miss?He grins and walks offI don’t care must be the alcohol I’m proud of my handy work maybe be I’ll g...et into this and start making penis flutes yes that must be a money making dragons den master plan of the century Clay penis flutes I can even open a little art studio by the river A few weeks later I get a call to pick up our work A little embarrassed I was a little drunk that day ooooopsI knock on the door You young lady are lateSorry I missed the. RonThe table kind of made a natural divide between the conversations, so Felicia and I talked while Sean and Linda did the same. I would occasionally catch a word or phrase from the other side of the table, but I mainly concentrated on Felicia. We talked about work (I do engineering consulting, Linda is a fantastic amateur chef and shows dogs, Sean in starting his own accounting firm and Felicia is a nurse). After a bunch of normal stuff, Felicia seemed to steer the conversation to a new. And up. "Which floor?" What?" Gavin half-turned away from the security console he was accessing."Which floor are we on? Please tell me there's a lift?" There's no lift... you don't have to go upstairs if you don't want, there's couches on the ground floor." He turned away with a slight smile, and the metal grille-work over the door slid quietly aside."All of this? This isn't an apartment block?" No, it's not an apartment block. It's a... a house." She noted the hesitation and followed him in.. When I was pulling down my shorts Tim said don't move, stay just like that. Bent over with my butt facing Tim, I stayed bent as he looked at me. I watched him undress quickly and lay on the make shift king size bed. Laying down Tim said come here. I stepped out of my shorts and climbed up on the float. Tim rubbed his dick and balls, putting a show on for me. He reached out and pulled me to him, and guided my head to his crotch. As I licked the base of his dick then balls he moved me around till.