The car soon stopped. Removing my bonds (but not my blindfold)Geoff led me by the hand out of the car, across the pavement,and into a house. The house... smelt clean and fresh, and I couldfeel I was standing on a deep pile carpet. For a moment he leftme standing helpless. Then the music started. Pop music, fromthe early `60's. In a moment he was back. Putting his arms roundme, we started to dance. Geoff was evidently an expert dancer.Whirling crazily for the fast numbers I felt. Needless to say I am shocked.I manage to stammer out, 'what videos'?He says the videos of you taking big dildos, cock and fists, of course.Now I smile and reach for his zipper.Kneeling down right there at my front door, in the middle of my living room I find myself unzipping his mail uniform and reaching in for his cock.As I pull it out of his pants I realize that I may have more than I can handle. He is not hard yet and I am holding a fat, long, black cock.I look up to see him smiling down at. Before the first had after the break was dealt, he stroked his crystal four times. Once for each player remaining. He’d done that since Harrington became the first player to fall all that time ago. Why, he had no idea. Probably for the first time in the entire tournament, he was beginning to believe he could win. All the sensible money had been on the pros, but with the two amateurs shoulder by shoulder with over forty million, Cunningham had some ground to make up with thirty two million, and. He smiled and asked, “So….does this sound like something you’d be interested in?”I smiled to myself as I watched him continue to adjust his growing erection, then I sat forward in my chair and looked him in the eye and said, “Yes, Lance – I’m in.” I reached over to where his sizeable cock had grown to full length down one leg of his trousers, and rubbed my hand along its length.With a smile I asked, “Would you like me to help you with that, Lance?”He grinned, unzipped his fly and pulled out his.