[Mr Kingsley drank it up like the expensive delicacy it was, relishing every moment the boy's cock pumped into his mouth. He withdrew after he had sucked it clean, licking his lips and smirking.]

You will forgive me if I forgo the usual ritual of dabbing my lips with a napkin. I can not bear to be away from you long enough to fetch one.

[He edged closer. his cock still hard, heavy and aching for attention.]

There is lubricant in the side drawer, dear beauty. Withdraw it, and coat your fingers. I would like very much to see you prepare yourself for my cock. I am desperate to fuck that exquisite hole of yours.