"And it looks like they were packed four to a crate, and there's ... ah, twenty ... twenty-one ... twenty-two ... twenty-three ... maybe twenty-four c...ates. Although four of them are pretty much destroyed. That's ninety-six bars, at ... let's say, sixteen thousand dollars per bar ... that's ... that's..."I had sat down on one of the cases to examine the gold while Anna finally made the calculation, so I wasn't balanced very well when she flew at me, wrapping her hands around my neck, and. Under 11 seconds?" Mr. Sawyer probably wouldn't have believed a lot of people, but he knew I wasn't lying. "A Challenger? With a 440 or the 318 6-pac in it?" Nah. It ain't stock," I laughed. "If a cop ever took a serious look under the hood it would probably get impounded. Mark put a full blown 386 in it." A what?" he narrowed his eyes. "Never heard of a 386, where'd that come from?" The secret place," I grinned at him. "You'd have to ask Mark, but he probably won't tell you." You're teasin'. You are so tight and I'm loving it," he says while thrusting in and out of me."Shit, I don't care how this is happening. Fuck me harder," I moan out while he grabs my shoulder bending me over till my head is nearly on the floor. He swivels his hips making me scream out in pleasure."Fuck, oh god! I'm going to fill your hole with every drop of my cum. Shit, here it comes," he grunts, then spills his cream in my ass."Danny?" Oh fuck… what, James?" I'm afraid our time together is coming to an end,. I had heard that her cousin was moving to California. As beautiful as my friend was, I had to imagine that the cousin was just as beautiful, if not more. I was right. I was at the pool table playing a game of 8-ball when they walked into the bar – ‘they’ include my friend and her husband, and her cousin with her fiancé. She and I were introduced to each other. We exchanged a hug and they found a table in the seating area. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. Black, just-beyond-the-shoulder.