To him it was all cowshit and mud. He never saw the beauty all around him, he was too busy with the "real" world of business and getting ahead. "You s...em like a smart girl, why don't you make something of yourself instead of throwing your life away?"She smiled at the memory, shaking her head. As far as Jeni was concerned, the way she lived was far more "real" than his, and it was he who was throwing his life away. Sadly, she thought, he was probably helping throw the planet away too.The rumble. Spike shot the barman the universal signal for “two-beers.” “You can get the next one,” he nodded to Bob as he paid for both. “So,” Spike went on. “We’re both in need of a wingman.” “A what?” Bob looked confused. “A wingman. A bro. A partner in crime,” he explained unhelpfully. “Look, I’ll take seconds. I mean, you’re a decent looking bloke, so your seconds are probably a lot better than I could do on my own.” A light switched on in Bob’s head; he was talking about picking up girls! Bob almost. They set up proudly on her thirty four B cup tits, Since she lays out topless and tans, the darkness of her tits and nipples showed through the thin white cotton top. I pointed them out to her and asked if she was cold? She said well after a hot relaxing shower it's just a little cool out here. I asked her if she had a good time this morning? She had gone out earlier. She said yes I had a nice time. Then she pulled her legs up as if to set Indian fashion. This caused the thin cotton crotch of. His cock was creating a tall tent in his boxers. Catherine's rapt gaze showed her fixation with the hidden monster. She was dying to see a real black cock."Now show me your mouth, bitch. Let's see how wide you can open it. It better be able to fit my big cock. Ever sucked on a big black one before?"Catherine shook her lowered head shyly and opened her mouth as wide as she could, with her pink tongue hanging out. She was already getting used to his crude way of addressing her, finding oddly,.