My own New York apartment was on a quiet side of the building on street well away from Central Park. But Don had to be closer to hustle and bustle, so... I rented out my apartment and tried my best—unsuccessfully—to do my writing in his. Taylor Winthrop had become cold to me and demanding for rewrites on a tight schedule when I had gotten married. Although I don’t think it was the marriage that had hardened her as much as Don’s insistence to take on my agent representation. Thinking back on it, I. . And a fan of huge cock. Oh snap, puns!I've learned a few tricks and tips over the years as far as blowjob giving goes, and I'd say I'm thoroughly informed and extraordinarily skilled. I say that with very little pride, but that little pride sure is a gem.Pleasing a man usually isn't very hard. But you don't want him to be only barely satisfied (where's the fun in that?), and your goal is not to make him come as quickly as you possibly can.Guys love to see your excitement over their manhood-. “But I also like to drive deep into her pussy. It makes me wonder what it would be like to take a woman the way a man does, the way you and Megan fuck.”This planted the seed of an idea that I would have to think about.“And, um, uh, I wonder about the other way too, what it would be like to be the girl. But it would have to feel right, and would have to be someone I felt totally safe with.”She glanced at me and then looked away, blushing fetchingly. Well, this was an idea I had been nursing for. Later, Anton led me down to the river where the man was finishing unloading his canoe to villagers. Once the villagers had carried away the supplies, Anton approached the man. They hugged, proving the familiarity between them, then fell into discussion. Anton’s hand moved toward her as they talked and the man’s eyes moved toward her several times. I found myself blushing. I knew what Anton was talking to him about and it suddenly left the realm of theoretical to reality. The man wasn’t a stark.