One of his "customers" might, at any time, assault him or worse. And, what could he do to prevent it? He'd have to learn to judge a person's character... before becoming involved in a transaction with him. And he might have to, as a last resort, keep a concealed weapon handy.A gun? Too dangerous, too difficult to use in the close quarters of an assignation, too damn messy, and too damned illegal. A knife? Even more chancy. What then? A spy novel Bernie was reading gave him an idea. A hollow needle. We had been kissing for about ten minutes when Ellen whispered in my ear, “If you let me touch your willie again I will let you touch my boobs.Now there was an offer even the Don, Vito Corleone could not refuse, but it was my life in the balance, not Vito’s, “Are you sure your mom isn’t going to come back and catch us?”“She never comes back from her meeting until very late. Come on Billy. It’s what boyfriends and girlfriends do.” Ellen sat back away from me and crossed her arms with a huff and. He was more than willing as he directed his glistening engorged cock into his waiting Mother’s mouth. As her lips and tongue swirled the head of his cock, Aravind felt a rush of light-headedness, his knees become weak. The sensation of his mother sucking his cock was indescribable. Slowly she engulfed more and more of Aravind’s rigid cock down her throat. Aravind was memorized as he watched his mother’s lips wrapped around his cock, experiencing sensations never before known.Except for the. I said I agreed with him, but if it gave the girls a unique and pleasurable experience that it was worth trying at least once. Jerry suggested we grab a beer and head out to the pool to cool off and relax, so we did. It was just starting to get dark which is one of my favorite times of the day to swim. We talked about tomorrow’s plans and I said that I didn’t have any as I would do my chopping on Sunday before heading back out for my final stint in the field and asked if anyone else had any.