I said what? He said I will drop you as u stay near my house. I was suspicious about his mood, but then agreed. We sat in his Honda city car and waite... for the bus to move, as it went past, he hugged me and kissed me so hard that I bleeded a bit. He then made me sit on his laps facing him. He then slowly unhooked my blouse and like a hungry baby took my boobs in his mouth and started sucking it, biting my nipples and squeezing them. Though he fucks me everyday, he was acting as if he got me. . The end won't fit in the other, original story, by the way ... Weird how that works. Of course for most readers nothing in this paragraph makes any sense whatsoever, does it?I do that a lot ... Stop making sense, I mean. Burning down the house too, but my girlfriend is better than yours, especially when she takes me to the river ... but that's a wild, wild life during wartime ... are you keeping up? Most people don't know I'm really David Byrne, but it does explain quite a bit. Don't you. They could easily get him in between 2 hot phases and blow us up. The GF said "You have to do it that way or these Grunts will steal all of them!" I got my 4 hours of pay from the Bookie (clerk) and want back to the Hall.The Assistant BA said "Let me guess. That old Tramp Luther is still hanging tie wires on his tool belt to save them from the Grunts, right?" I said "That's what's the matter." (This is an old phrase made popular in the book SLIM written by William Wister Haines in 1934 and made. Now it was Chelsea’s turn to surprise me. “I agree,” my wife said between moans, “suck my husband’s cock you dirty little slut, make him cum hard in that cute face of yours.” Chelsea had picked up right where she left off last night, really getting into the foursome, happy to share me as she was getting serviced as well. “With pleasure,” Sara said in a low, sultry voice. She returned her gaze to me and slowly lowered her face. She slid her hand all the way to the base of my cock. She.