She was enjoying herself quite a bit. She obviously had some type of oral fixation, but I wasn't about to complain. I was starting to feel a little mo...re confident at this point. After all, why wouldn't I? I was getting head from a hot young woman, and she was loving every minute of it. I decided I wanted to escalate things a bit. "Take your shirt off. Show me your tits."She looked up at me and paused for a second. She then smiled again and said "Oh, you mean these tits?" As she spoke, she. In the mirror she saw, as every time for the last 275 years, aface that looked perhaps 25 years old. The sun-bronzed face showedneither lines nor even freckles. ~A Gift, they said. There are times itis, but....~ She cut the thought off, knowing the need for heragelessness. It was so tiring though, knowing there was no easy end tothis task she was set. As she stepped back out into the bedroom, shecaught a whiff of fresh-brewed coffee."Good morning, Your Majesty," came a familiar voice from a. I reach forwards and grab his cock in my hand and slowly stroke it a few times, before leaning in to lick the tip of his swollen head.I let out a quite moan of enjoyment, but obviously not quite enough as Peter reaches down and pulls my mouth on to his cock.Yes that's it, be a good cock sucker, show me what you can do.I start bobbing up and down keenly taking his shaft in my warm mouth.Peters cock was so warm compared to the dildos my girlfriend used on me. This was what it felt like to suck a. But, since the shoe was temporarily on the other foot he was going to treat me like his best pal.We haggled our way through the list of problems until 5:30 rolled around. He made a point of checking his gold Rolex Yachtmaster and said, “Hey buddy, I’m getting hungry. How about we continue to talk over dinner at The Henry.”I said, “My wife is waiting for me at home. We always eat dinner together.”I could see that he thought I was thoroughly pussy-whipped. But he kept up the jovial facade, “Well.