Then I met Jay.I met him on a dating site and our chats developed quite quickly. One night I mentioned to Jay that I wouldn't be able to chat to him t...e following night because I was meeting up with my fuck buddy Ian. I see Ian religiously once a week. He isn't my type per se but he likes a bit of rough and he was the first person to ever made me gush. The only problem with Ian was, he lacked stamina. One fuck and an explosion of cum and the night was more or less over. Jay, although incredibly. In the warehouse are kept the inventory, some of my car collection, and my trucks.I have a fleet of four vehicles, used, all dependingly, on what day and what purpose I have for them. For smaller markets, I use a low-roof 2006 Dodge Sprinter with the short wheelbase. It can get into and out of places that the bigger vehicles can't. For medium size markets, I have a 2012 Mercedes-Benz Sprinter with the long wheelbase, the extended body, and the extra tall roof. For big markets, I have a 1989. When I got there he was in and answered the door shirtless in a pair of baggy gym shorts and nothing else. I could smell the lazy, heavy smell of dope drifting out of his door. Thinking I was intruding I told him I would catch him later, but he insisted that I should come in and smoke up with him and have a beer. Both of those sounded good so I went in. I followed him into the living room and saw Franklin had his bong out and a porn playing on his TV. “You sure I’m not intruding,” I asked,. Both of us knew what that shower would consist of. My toys were kept in the bathroom, and those coupled with the removable massaging showerhead not only made a great shower but made great orgasms too. With as riled up as he had gotten me, I needed release. As I showered, I could feel his hands and lips on me all over again. I laid down in the tub, the showerhead in one hand, letting the water pulse on my clit as my other hand pumped my toy in and out, harder and faster. In my mind, it was his.