She leans down and places a soft kiss on his lips, holding it 'til his eyes open and he slips his arm under her and pulls her on top of him. She kisse...s him again and reaches down to push his hard cock between her thighs. "No time for that right now, though I hate to leave it in that condition." He grins mischievously and bites her chin gently, "How about if I go real fast, maybe that will work." "How about you go pee, and it will probably behave until we get off this evening?" Jake frowns,. "When sufficiently lubricated slowly lower yourself onto it, inserting the attachment fully in your vagina."Could have been the instructions on a box of cake mix! Except what would be mixed thoroughly would be me. I blushed furiously, embarrassed beyond belief although I was still the only person in the room. I remembered how I'd gotten in this fix...It all began five years ago when I married Bill. I say, "I married Bill", not "Bill and I married" because truthfully that's what it was. Bill and. We are talking about St Petersburg 1991. The Soviet Union had just crumbled and construction plans for the new Russia were on the way. I'm running a security detail in Russia's second city. it's a large hotel project and I live in a small building on the building site, inside the fenced perimeter. The actual physical protection is done by the Russian militia, the local police department's own security branch.Now, the Russian police were by then corrupt, very corrupt, and they had been that. Tristan: i miss you.Damon: Still up? Thought u said u were going to sleepTristan: I know. Still feelin sleepy…but missing uGetting up, Damon started dialling Tristan’s number whiles walking from Cole’s living room to the den or what they called, the ‘boyz ghetto’. Tristan picked up on the first ring. “Hey.” Damon responded noting how sleepy Tristan sounded. The drowsy cadence of his voice started a delicious melting in Damon’s lower belly. “Can’t sleep?” He had almost suggested Tristan come.