Haven’t I always proved to be a good judge for you? Ada was right again. “Relax Michael while Lana counts to three for me.” I couldn’t relax, though I wanted what was coming. Another rumour put to rest, Sussan was bi-sexual and she was comfortable, very comfortable in a three-way situation. Or should I leave?,” her minder Lana asked as she locked eyes with mine. Haven’t I always proved to be a good judge for you? “Relax Michael while Lana counts to three for me.” I couldn’t relax, though I wanted what was coming. Incredibly aggressive. “I know you love a challenge!”
I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock, ten-inches when erect. Throwing my shoes and shirt off, teasing my nipples to enhance the moment while I held her gaze, aware her minder was watching.
