. anyway, he suggested dinner that evening, on him. I believe basically because he wanted the dirt on Cartwright.From the questions he asked it was pr...tty obvious that Dog had some idea who William Cartwright was. Then again it is/was Dog’s business to know of, if not personally, all kinds of people in the financial world.Mind you, I was well aware that Dog would get the cost of that dinner back from me in the following weeks, with interest. But I also knew that I could safely leave it to Dog. He loved her to pieces when she was getting good grades, winning awards, or flying high on life, but the instant things stopped being picture perfect, he lost interest in her. Didn't even want to talk to her. That's why Ally seldom called home when things weren't going well. And for obvious reasons, she wasn't calling home a whole heck of a lot these days.She sighed as she dumped the last of the debris into the trashcan. Why wouldn't Ben stick by her side through all this? A few hours ago she. She put a wrap around her waist just as Hunter knocked on the door. Liz walked over to door and felt her body tingle with excitement. She opened the door and Hunter locked his eyes on her big tits as Liz smiled."Come on back." She said as made sure her hips swayed as the teen followed her.When they got to the pool, Hunter quickly jumped in. Then he surfaced and looked at her as she removed her wrap. Liz giggled as she heard him inhale sharply."I take you approve of my bikini." She said as she. Time for his release. Straightening, she bounced faster, throwing her head and body back, her hands grasping her ankles behind her as she gave him her first pussy ripple. ‘Time for you to cum…’ ‘Oh God…’ His body jerked like a puppeteer was pulling it. She fired a second ripple, then a third. Eddie’s face twisted like a tortured prisoner. ‘Ohgodohgodohgodohgod…’ He burst like a fireman hosing the inside of a building, splattering her insides. What seemed like gallon after gallon of hot cum.