Tingles ran through my body."That feels good. Stroke my cock more," I said, in a forward tone.He stroked me slow, then ran his fingertips over my lowe... body. Again and again, he stroked me. With each time, it became faster. Then he would run his fingertips ticklishly over my lower body."You are driving me nuts," I said."Good," Jacob said.He lowered his head to my hard shaft. His tongue seemed to beg to taste me. I ached for him. He took my cock in and out of his mouth. I could feel him circle. "You've got to be Anne. You get the same treatment." She hugged Anne."We took a look at the house. Couldn't get two civil words out of the bank." It's been there forever. Empty. I heard it was built in the '20s, remodeled in the '70s sometime. Hasn't been used since I've been here. Five or six years. The sign went up right after New Year's... When you coming out?"Mary said, "Tomorrow afternoon okay?" Any time. You know that. Hero misses you. So does The Bay." You ridden him?" No. I'd rather you. When everybody was happy ... except for the alleged guilty parties ... Bill called and ordered a new GPS, the Feds kept the old one ... evidence ... and stepped in the hangar.Ah ... November, 1945. Cold and windy, but Bill was ready for that. He walked to the tower, confused everybody inside, had a bowl of chili and asked for a ride. Since the war ended, the hangar Bill parked in was empty and he arranged to rent it for a couple of years. It was the same hangar he was parked in sixty years in. Yeah, he was eager to feel it again. He went to change position to give me access, but I showed him otherwise. I simply spread his legs, got between them, crammed my nose into that perineum and wagged out my tongue to enjoy a taste of those balls. He quickly got up on his hands and knees to give my hunger total access to his rolling low-hangers. I turned right on over onto my back, shoulder-crawled up the bed to get between those legs and then I slurped both those hairy balls in. My stud-buddy.