I sat down in the warm water (and hoped it hadn’t increased in temperature because Spenser or Stone had peed in it) and let the water wash over me. ... even slipped over to let the waterfall cascade down on me.I was alone so I was able to dip completely below the waterline. I was careful (and I even slathered the scar tissue with sunblock) but I luxuriated in the freedom.I left my shirt off and put my arm in the soft sling before taking a seat in the lounger to enjoy the sun’s golden rays. I was. ‘I damn well guarantee it. You know I can say in here what we can’t say out there in public: every one of us, all three of you as well as me, are beholden to the Big Business companies and the U.S. Chamber of Commerce. They’ve given us untold millions, and they expect results in return. And they’ll expect the same damned results from Val Jared!’ ‘Look, we’re rehashing old stuff here.’ said Wilson Hammonds. ‘Stockton, you’re starting to sound like the Iron Crowbar, may God strike him dead. Now. Still holding her left hand on my stomach, she cups my soft shaft with her palm and fingers, rubbing the tip of her thumb in circles on the corona of my penis, lightly blowing on the head as I stand to attention. She holds the base of my cock and repeatedly spits on my swollen member, covering it in her saliva. She sits down and spreads her legs over mine, the crook of her knees resting on my thighs. She wraps both of her heavenly hands around my shaft, stacked atop one another as she brings. I tried, I really did; I tried to say No; but my mouth wouldn’t cooperate with my brain.She was 6 feet 3 inches tall in high heels, she had legs that could kill a man from a distance. She took off her light dress, revealing her slim strong body to me again.The body that made love with my own son, I reminded myself. He also held those firm young breasts in his hands, he also kissed those sugary lips. He probably loved her; who wouldn’t? What man could avoid it?She was wearing a lacey bra that I.