The problem was he kind of felt like he was a “Yankee” because most of his family was from the North but then he was born in Georgia and that woul...d definitely make him a “Rebel”. He like being a rebel because it made him allied with the underdogs and he always wanted the underdogs to win no matter if it was fighting or some kind of game like soccer or baseball.He liked the music from both side of the war. The catchy tune of “Dixie” and the stirring sounds of “The Battle Hymn of the Republic”. Lisa, come here.” You hand her the lube and cock and motion towards Jack. Lisa crawls under him, sucking his cock as she drips lube on his asshole and rubs it in with her other hands, slipping a finger in. Jack is not entirely happy with the turn of events, but Lisa's blow job must feel good because he is trying not to moan. She crawls out. Using the rope she ties his hands together, then to the bed head. While kneeling behind him, she slowly jacks his cock before grabbing the dildo and easing. With a last minute thought I flickered on the air-con, extra cold. I placed a large chair behind you, right in front of my desk. Then I paged my secretary, asking her to cancel the rest of my appointments as I had a serious issue to deal with. I looked at you. "Well?"Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your tight gym shorts, your face bright red. I noticed that you weren't wearing any panties. I tsked to keep up the image that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chair, and looped your. "Cum on me...cum with me. Give me that fucking cum, man."That drove Tom over the edge. He grunted and moaned as he ground against his new lover and felt his orgasm rising. Before he knew it, he was shuddering, his hips gyrating as a hot rope erupted from his cock. At the same time, he felt Mark begin to jerk beneath him, and hot cream splashed his belly."Fuuuuucccckkk," he moaned, as he rolled off Mark and collapsed onto his back. "I wasn't sure if that would work or not."He started laughing.