As he looked in the mirror to see his ever more greying hair he wondered if he was too old for all this travelling from state to state, city to city, and hotel to hotel. Can I offer you anything else at all sir?” The man on the phone politely asked. Mr McAdams was no slob and if he wasn’t working you would normally find him in the hotel gym or bar; he was a very sociable man and believed in good manors and put that, and hard work, to working his way up the rat race letting him be in the position he was in. “Oh wow that looks good! Tom wanted him to look presentable before he started with him. Defo. He sat down and couldn’t believe what he said. “Three sir”…. “No, no that will be all thank you. “Please, come in”
“Sir” Brandon said. NO WHAT BOY!” Tom shouted. NO WHAT BOY!” Tom shouted. Tom stretched his arms out wrapping them around Brandon’s body. Brandon slowly licked the head, struggling to get it all into his mouth, he could taste the precum then he felt the shaft being pushed into his mouth.
