Force, I guess, you to deal with our lifestyle and to find out if you’d be okay with it. Your not objecting to it, even getting turned on by it, mad...e it a lot easier to do. I’ve gotten to the point that ... while I know you’re there, that fact’s not really in the forefront of my brain while I’m getting my jollies from making love to the most wonderful ... male I know. I think I could do it every day you’re here. While I don’t get any particular ... umm ... extra oompf from you being in the. What should you write?You try something casual, “I saw your post and wanted to know if you’re still looking for a companion?” Before you hit send, you hesitate. 'This is just a fantasy, right? I’m not going to do anything, even if they do respond. Besides, they probably won’t even respond. Even if they do, no harm in e-mailing someone, right?'After you hit send, you feel a little naughty, and realize that your nipples are pinging, which usually means you’re getting wet. You decide to check, and. . polish up Kyle while you are down there, then you can finish eating...”Kyle’s wet prick was not very dirty, though as Robin began to lick and suck on his private area, it did try to stir back to life, albeit a bit weakly. ‘Probably needs more time to recover’ she thought as she sucked the whole soft prick into her mouth, letting her tongue and lips wash him completely before sitting back and taking another quick look, ensuring he was clean. Standing back up and grabbing another small slice,. After a few minutes, he withdrew and pushed me down onto my back. "This was not part of the deal," I growled. I felt his weight on top of me; his breath smelt of stale tobacco, and I could hardly breath. Geordie yapped from his tree, and, as I looked over, he started pulling hard at his lead. “Shut up, dog,” shouted the man – and to my amazement, it did. The distraction was enough though – I managed to get my knee between his legs and knee him in the balls. His face contorted in pain. I rolled.