"His smile was wistful."You put too much pressure on yourself, Jeff. You can't know everything and do everything and be everything. That's," I searche...d for the right word, "hubris." There's that insight again."This smile was proud. I wondered how many different smiles we had.It was not insulting. He felt both sides of this. When I came up with something he admired, he felt it was unexpected. At the same time, he expected it. He'd have to figure that out himself just like I would."What were we. " I kind giggle and think of my tied ankles. How am I going to explain having my ankles tied? He slips into the bathroom and starts to take off his clothes. "That is okay inst it, that I came back here? He asks from the bathroom. "Yeah, its fine." I say with a nervous quiver. I try to shift so I can get my ankles lose. Just as I get the knot untied he walks out of the bathroom. The way I am laying he gives me a strange look. "I had an itch." My ankles are still bound with the rope. He sits on. They say the moon can do things to people. Sometimes it makes them different…. They walked a long the streets, hearing the sounds of Bourbon Street off in the distance. The sun had just set, the moon was coming up. It was the most beautiful site she had ever seen, the moon coming up over the river, the big paddleboats slowly moving along the golden-colored water. She looked up at him and smiled contentedly. She wished they could walk like this forever, not even bother going to that uppity. She was actually giving a pretty good blowjob after all. “Put your hand around the shaft and stroke me while you suck me.” Her hand slowly moved off the arm rest and wrapped around the base of my dick. It was very sexy watching the white lace glove as it worked on my dick. I could hear a gentle slurping sound and she worked her way on my cock.As she was working on me, my hand moved between us and I started to rub one of her breasts. I slid my hand into the top and directly onto her boob. .