“Max will probably attack you. He won’t understand that you’re with me the first time. Once he gets a sniff of the two of us together you’ll...be fine.”I took her hand as I opened the door. Max was right there—on the job—to make sure I was okay. “It’s all right, Max. She’s a friend.” Lucy was shaking a bit when I pulled her hand toward Max’s muzzle, but those concerns died when Max leaned forward first to sniff and then to lick. “Okay, Lucy…you can get in now. Max likes to have his head. Before I reply Teena said me, “Sir you seat here I will call Antony sir”.The security face was heat up and he looking at me as I am an art of this dream heaven. Then the security man went down to his office and I went near Teena to know about her office and there staff. She said that she was working as back office data operator and her Sir Advocate Antony went to Delhi for some case so other office staff will come late.So I went near her and caught her hand pull towards me she pushed me and. She giggled but didn’t pull away. Her and I began to make out and I pulled her leggings halfway down to reveal her fat ass in her panties. My boy was still smoking and watching. I sat on one of the porch chairs and she began straddling me, ass out and all. She felt my hard dick through my ball shorts and grinned at me saying “you really are a grown man huh?” I told her to pull it out and see. She did and immediately began sucking me off. The mixture of the weed and wine only made the sensation. ‘It’ was what ‘it’ was; que sera sera. What will be, will be. She was comfortable with what she had; elated, even. She snuggled him closer to her, and soon they both drifted off to sleep, content in the knowledge that whoever ‘it’ was, it made them happy to acknowledge ‘it’, and have ‘it’.October 9th, 1995, 1:00 AM MST, Mile 2486, S. 355 Ave Crossing, Tonopah, AZOld man Langston was driving his ancient Chevy Biscayne south along S. 355th Ave, heading to his little shack in Tonopah, Arizona. It.