” I again didn’t answer.“I’ll keep fucking until you show some passion, Ross… I can go on all night,” Freddie growled. He kept banging int... me as I remained silent.Eventually, I yelped, “Okay, I love your cock… but I really need to cum, please, Freddy,” I begged, overcome with lust.Freddy released my head and after I lifted my torso, we continued as before. Not long after, I finally shot my load.Next, my body was pushed down before Freddie went ballistic as he thumped my hole solidly. I was. He left me with a mouthful. A few minutes went by before someone else dropped in. Before he even closed the door he stuck a finger in the hole. When I just sat there he left. I was there to suck cock not get sucked. A few more minutes went by and then someone entered the booth. This guy obviously just got off work. He was dressed in nice slacks and shirt. He immediately fed some money into the machine and then dropped his pants and started rubbing his cock through his underwear. As he scanned. Kerry Boyardee was in a wheel chair and was waiting with his two sons and an attorney in the meeting room at the general aviation terminal when we arrived. We were thirty minutes early.Lorrie came prepared with copies of all the paperwork for the plane. Lockheed had even supplied a new certificate of ownership for the aircraft that the current owner needed to sign over to us; it was the same as an automobile title.We stacked the 10 one million dollar blocks of money on the table and signed all. Now I was in the shit.++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++I was still studying the small print on the bottle of potion Janice hadbrought back on Friday when she finally made an appearance."You made it down here then?" Shhhhhhhh!" she shushed and looked a complete mess."There's coffee in the jug," I said and went back to the bottle.Janice slumped in the chair opposite, her eyes barely even piss-holes inthe snow. I felt sorry for her, but at the same time, I didn't. I.