Aldo chuckled some more, clearly appreciating his companion’s dry humour. ‘I played it cool with him, of course,’ he said airily, swinging the Spider around a hairpin bend with barely a dip on the speedo. Beyond the tarmac line the cliffs dropped away sheer to the rolling blue of the Mediterranean. ‘I think he was impressed. He sure wanted to see more.’ ‘You’ve stayed friends a long time though,’ Xavier observed. ‘He must have liked more then just your cute ass.’ ‘He liked that plenty!’ Aldo laughed wickedly. ‘Brought tears to my eyes every time! He’s more than just a director though, PJ takes an interest in the guys that he likes. I don’t mean, like you think I mean either. He’s always looked out for me. Even after I pissed him off massively, he still forgave me in the end.’ His expression sobered slightly and he tapped on the steering wheel with restless fingers, his dark eyes flickering from the road to Xavier and back again. Xavier knew that sudden closed off look meant he’d. ....The lift seems to take an eternity to arrive. I feel exposed and at your mercy. As we wait for the elevator to arrive I can feel your hand moving up and down my shaft...I feel vulnerable and so horny at the same time. I am doing everything within my power to stop myself coming all over the back of your dress...Finally the elevator arrives and after quickly checking no one is going to follow us in, you hit the button to take us to our room...After a few floors you hit the emergency stop button, and the lift comes to a juddering halt. You push me against the side and tell me to hold on and not let go...You sink to your knees, keeping your eyes fixed on mine at all times... you lick from the base of the underside of my throbbing cock all the way up to the tip and engulf the head of my shaft in one movement... it feels so good I dribble a little taster of what is to come soon as I am so turned on...I can feel your tongue working its way round the head of my shaft, hmmm baby, it.
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