Tom lay back on the bed in his hotel suite, basking in his victory blowjob. He had manipulated this gorgeous little college coed into joining him in his room, and now she was eagerly trying to show him that she was indeed capable of delivering amazing oral s*x. His hard c**k in her mouth was not enough to prove she was doing a good job—she had seen him take that Viagra tablet. Her eyes searched his for affirmation.
"Come on, sweetie," he said softly, "You can do better than that."
She really tried, choking herself in the effort.
Tom's cell phone began playing a tune on the nightstand, and he reached for it in annoyance. He saw that the call was from his son, Michael, and he almost didn't answer it. Only the thought that it might be a real emergency made him sigh and take the call.
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