It was the 4th of July, and no one had shown up besides Trent and they drank this same exact bottle together as they got as close as they had ever bee.... Her face was burning. Did he remember? They both admit to the soft kiss they shared on top of her flat roof as the watched the fireworks. They both laughed it off afterwards when they were less drunk in the morning. She never brought up what happened after that: the deep, pining kiss they shared. The throb in his pants that she could feel as. "This is a bit uncomfortable for me, Wes. Shall we... ?" She gave Wes's jeans a tug at their waistband. Wes lifted his hips as Nadia deftly tugged his pants and underwear off. His erection sprung free and proudly pointed upwards.Once Nadia helped Wes out of the remainder of his clothes, she propped herself near his stomach, one hand lightly circling his erection while the other one caressed his testicles. "Does that feel nice?"Wes just nodded, his eyes closed, his attention focused on the. "So what the fuck would he pick up at the docks and deliver to a taco truck?" I asked Wilson."Maybe they are distributing drugs," was his answers."If it was drugs they would never throw them over a fence and hope their man is the one who comes along. Not to mention when he delivered the package, he didn't walk out with a bag full of money. I think he got the payment on the first visit, but it still wasn't a ton of money," I said."Maybe it's not drugs," Wilson said."Yeah, I'm beginning to think. Yo le agarre uno de sus pechos y lo comencé a acariciar, ella se saco el top y sus pechos saltaron como resortes. Entonces pude ver unos pezones rojos como fuego. Y ella me dijo “desde que murió mi marido que no me como ninguna verga”. Acto seguido se arrodillo, me desabrocho el pantalón y me comenzó a chupar la verga. Era una maestra en el arte de mamar, su lengua recorría la cabeza de mi choto, y se la mandaba a fondo asta que mi verga desaparecía completamente dentro de su boca.Ya estaba a.