Another short storiyAt least once a week, but i still would prowl the know parks looking for guys or men to get blow jobs. On such night i hard checke... out a couple of parks and was about to leave, when i saw this older black man coming out of the bathrooms, i han't noticed him in there as i had checked it out, but I saw him walk to his car which was parked on the street that i had to take to get home, so i walked up to the passengers side and knocked on his window, he rolled it down and i. I was happy to oblige them.Then there was Liz. Her story was a little like mine, she had been left on the doorstep of a police station. The Authorities thought they knew who the mother was, so, she was offered to a family which may have had the elder sibling, but they felt they had enough to do with one child. So Liz was adopted by another couple.We just got on so well, liked the same things, laughed at the same things. We were just soul mates. Then that moment arrived when you both knew that. ”No idea who might overhear. “You know everybody’s gonna want to hear the story.”“No doubt,” she giggled. “But tonight ... just hang on...”“Okay,” I said, making an effort to keep my voice slightly down from ‘Ohboy ohboy ohboy.’“Lemme go. She’s taxiing.”“Okay, honey,” I said.“That them?” Dan’s voice.“Yep. Got the prop on. Test flight. They’re filming Cindy’s departure then they’ll be in the air. Home in a couple hours...”“They’re gonna be pushing the edge of daylight.”“Haley’s got sense enough. As you enjoy the neck rub, one of your hands drops in to the water and slowly runs up and down my legs. After a few minutes, you lean your head back a little and bring your hand up out of the water. You slide your hand behind my head and tilt my head forward for a kiss. My legs release you and you turn to face me and set down your glass of wine. Holding my waist, you pull me against your still hard cock and then take my face in both hands and kiss me more. I slip my hand between us and guide.