Is anyone keeping track of the favors owed?Based on a post by Millsy, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected. "Oh fuck!" I groaned as she sucked harder, her tongue lapping at the underside of my thrusting cock inside her mouth, her teeth raking at the firm, taut flesh near the swinging balls that slapped against her chin with each inward lunge.More drool spilled out of her mouth, falling from her chin and splashing onto the floor. My cock was spasming inside her mouth, my balls were contracting, almost pulsing as I struggled to stop the dam from bursting. Normally, when I know there's a chance – however remote – of getting my leg over, I prepare myself for just such an opportunity. Usually that means popping one of the little blue helpers that turn you from a red faced premature ejaculator if you haven't been laid for a while, to a virtual demigod between the sheets. I think it must be an age thing. Under forty; you'll probably be ...