His wife wanted to start a small business, making craft soaps and essences out of natural products. On their twenty acres he was growing strawberries,...raspberries, lavender and a whole pot load of other herbs. During the growing season it took up most of Pete's time to keep it growing right. Susan did a lot during the week, but he didn't think it right or safe for her to do the heavy stuff.Pete wasn't very big, 5 foot 7 and 160 lbs., but it was all solid muscle. A good thanks to that was from. He spent the weekend with me and fucked me (ass, tits, mouth, hair....whatever his pleasure was) so hard and so often that I blame it for my miscarriage. Granted it was two weeks later, but between that and all my other gentlemen, the pregnancy could not sustain. I also know it was his baby because him and Michael are the only ones I allow to fuck me bareback and Michael hadn't fucked my pussy that week. Only my throat. Marcos was with me the whole week after the miscarriage. He took care. At some time around 115am I overheard some giggling and laughter noises over the poolside. I got up went to the kitchen and got a raspberry ice tea (my favorite) and I walked over just as I was about to start hour 12th of porn inducing orgasm, I heard laughter and whispering over the balcony. So not going to get interrupted. I head over the balcony open the glass door and step outside to scream a few SHUT THE FUCK UP words over the railing. As I lean over the rail and look down is two fine ass. ’ Just as the man was about to grab him the office door opened and the owner of the club stepped out. ‘What’s going on here?’ Johnny almost ran past the big thug up to the manager and told him, ‘I need to speak to Snake, can you contact him, tell him Johnny ‘the slice’ has the information he wants on Curtis.’ A long silence stretched as the manager of the club gave Johnny the once over, a look of disgust on his face, then with a sigh got out his mobile phone and dialled. After a short.