I was beginning to ache from the pressure of my penis against my shorts. She freed me and grasped my blood-engorged shaft in her hand. She helped me ...off with my shorts and my shirt, then pushed me down onto the sofa. I let out a groan when my cock disappeared down her throat. Her tongue playing on the underside of me, her brown eyes looked up into mine. I felt a rush of pleasure. The end was not too far off. Waves of ecstasy surged over me as I exploded, shooting my come into her mouth. She. His eyes, above the mask, were a bright and inquisitive blue. He was leaning over; bringing his face down to Pan's level and Pan could smell the man's cologne, overlaid with the ubiquitous hospital scent of alcohol and antiseptic soaps."Do you know where you are?" the man asked, raising his eyebrows.Pan shook his head and tried to speak. Nothing came out and Pan belatedly realized that his throat was dry and raw. He tried to swallow but couldn't even produce enough saliva to wet his tongue.The. Then called me to have food .While having food dad said ‘ son sooner or later you will get a girl. Don’t worry about that .I just nodded my head ..Dad started to speak again ‘ your mother told me something is that true ‘Me : sorry dad I lost my control. It never happen againDad : son I am a man. I can understand your feeling. It may take years to find you a girl. My other sons bad name rise day by day. I can understand you can’t wait that long. I can say your choice is good. If you can keep it. "No, I own Castlefields, there is no denying it." I admitted."Stephen!" my father exclaimed, "Why that's a thousand acres!" Nine hundred and eighty three," I corrected him."Well its nigh on a thousand acres!" he declared, "No wonder poor Miss Addiscombe is so discomfitted." And you stole it from poor Mr Collins." Miss Addiscombe snapped."Hardly stole!" I replied, "No, do you see," I tried to explain."Well I am ruined by your chicanery," Miss Addiscombe announced, "Poor Mr Collins is destitute.