So I began meeting them. The first girl I met was a young single mom. She was very cute and had a very large, round ass just like I like. I took her o...ut to dinner. I could tell by her body language that's she thought I was handsome and interesting. We headed back to her place after dinner. Upon our arrival she invited me in. As I entered the small apartment I could see the look on her face. It was like she was waiting for me to take her. I have always been a gentleman but I know how to lay it. I had not done this for such a long time. That and the fact that we were in the lounge, I guess were the reasons I pulled the right one up so that the nipple was close to my mouth. "Oh yes, yes" he groaned his hand, seemingly involuntarily, going to his cock and stroking it softly. Looking into my husband's eyes, I took the swollen, coral pink nipple into my mouth and sucked it, greedily.I often did this to myself when I masturbated. However, during the past few days as I jacked myself off with. Amy: I hope that's all of it, give me your handkerchief and I'll bind it for you. (She takes it from his pocket) Now, just lie quietly for a little while."(He lies down while she ties the handkerchief around his arm kneeling beside him)"Michael: Thanks Amy. You probably saved my life.Amy: Well, I guess I owe you that much. I wouldn't be alive today if you hadn't given me that radiation antidote.Michael: I barely had enough for two people, and from what we heard on the radio before everything. Over the next few days, he would get me snacks and such from the commissary. He told me that I was always to be next to him. It made me feel safe and no one bothered me. About a week after my arrival, we were getting ready to turn in. He says to me, “I need some help.”“Sure, Marty. What’s up?”“I need a blowjob.”“That’s gonna be tough. There aren’t any girls around here.”“I know. I need you to give it to me.”“But I’m not gay.”“Don’t play dumb,” he admonished me. “I’m protecting your li’l ass..