‘Please sit down, can I offer you a drink, coffee…?’ ‘Scotch on the rocks if you have it,’ the older man sat and looked around the office. �...��Nice place you have here, great view. And relax Devlin, you had no way of knowing when you first contacted me. I wasn’t even sure until I did some checking. I like knowing who I am doing business with and you came back exceptionally clean. To be honest, that made me dig a little deeper and to find that not only were you the first truly honest businessman I. " I stopped him by smiling and saying, "Don't be silly John, I liked it. It's a pity that my skirt and knickers were in the way. It felt like you had a really nice big cock." He went even redder and managed to look away from my tits. I persisted, " You do like me don't you John, you do find me attractive?' John looked back, his eyes were roaming up and down my body. " Yeah, yeah of course I do. You're really nice lookin' "I stepped up close to him, "You like my tits don't you John, you can. "We kissed again then I quickly got into the car before he could say or doanything closed the door and we were off!As we drove I started to panic about my passport and that bloody boxwhich marked me as a male! I had over the next year or so a lot ofpassport controls to go through and I knew that every time I would panic,the first hurdle was entry into America, as I had heard all sorts ofhorror stories about their immigration service, I was terrified that theywould turn me back!At the airport I. Licking along the ridge underneath his shaft and around the valley beneath his smooth head while pumping him firmly could usually guarantee a rock-hard erection, but even that technique seemed no longer to work.I raised my face from his groin with a rueful smile.“You’re tired. You’re working too hard,” I said, trying not to let my disappointment show.“Sorry,” Pete said again. “It’s not you…”I looked at the flaccid collection of male genitalia in my hand and toyed with it. Pete’s long, slim cock.