Chapter 987 Fuck Me Crazy Soldier Brother:>Ep36

• Driving away from Gerry that morning was possibly the hardest thing I've ever done; the sight of him, all golden and delicious, was making bits of me twitch and hum that should have been fully under my control, and kissing him goodbye took all my willpower to tear myself away before I leaped frenziedly on him all over again, fuck client meetings!
• Luckily, business-head won, and so I headed out, for some reason my eyes leaking almost continually as I drove to Oxford for the first of the meetings that had so rudely dragged me away from Gerry and his lovely, squeezable, he-man body and insatiable spunk-fountain of a cock.
• I arrived early at the hotel in Oxford where I was meeting my client, a buyer for an hotel chain in the Far East who was looking to theme several hotels with an "English" vernacular, as they were building several replica "English" towns as tourist attractions, complete with double-decker buses, black cabs, and red telephone boxes.