His parents were delighted to see him but understood his need for sleep. He woke up about noon, fixed himself a small sandwich and then went back to b...d. He joined his parents for dinner and at their insistence, telling them stories about each phase of his training. He saved the best part for last, and although he was certainly not a braggart, he was justifiably proud of his record and his medal.His mother cried when he told them about the boating mishap and how he helped the other victims to. ”“Yeah, I just had to grab something first,” she quickly said, still somewhat out of breath from the hard fuck Drake had just given her.Tim didn’t reply, staring at the wet spots on her tank top where her saliva and Drake’s pre cum and dripped down from her chin earlier. “Oh oops, I spilled some water on myself.” She gave a fake laugh at her supposed clumsiness. “Anyway, I’m going home now.”Demi waved to Tim as she quickly walked away trying her best to hide the growing wet on her pants where. I earmark this for lunch later, and I wander out onto the breakwater that shelters the village, all the time searching for a good point to sit and paint. I dont feel comfortable enough to do that just yet, so wander back to the square to look at the stalls, exchanging pleasantries with the other guests from the hotel. I buy a few trinkets and browse over a stall selling jewellery, but cant decide on anything just now. I feel restless, rootless, and keep expecting to bump into Marco, but he is. Wonder if the slut likes to be DP’d?’ ‘Maybe we can find out’ replied Jim. ‘Maybe we can get her drunk. Either way, with your help, we’re gonna get us some fine ass and pussy. I’m gonna start out fucking her face. Those lips are just made for cocksucking.’ About that time, Jack walked up and introduced himself. ‘Hi, I’m Jack Stayer and am going to be the new manager at Palmdale when it opens.’ ‘Nice to meet you Jack. I’m Jim. Jim Peters. This ugly asshole here is Ned Jenkins. I am in Los.