The wait seemed an eternity, yet he finally found his shaking hand knocking on his own hotel room door. A little voice in the back of his head provide... the doubt that he didn’t need. He wondered whether anyone would answer at all, and so it was with great relief that he heard the click of the door.Jim pushed it a little before he heard footsteps running back inside the room. When he rounded the corner and looked towards the bed, his eyes popped from their sockets.On top of the covers was Jen,. Kyle tapped his fingers on the counter and popped open the oven. The cheese had melted, but the crust still had a way to go. Shaking his head, he closed it again. The timer was broken and he'd forgotten to check the time as he put the pizza in."Just distracted, I guess," he murmured to himself.Julie had grabbed a few things from the cardboard box and disappeared into the bathroom, and the sound of the shower—well, it wasn't irritating, but he couldn't seem to get it out of his mind.Glancing. I contacted him and he came to my home and presented several proposals for installing a suitable storm shelter on my property. After discussing his proposals, I accepted the one that I thought was most suitable for me. A week later, he sent his crew to install my underground shelter. Of course, that involved some heavy machinery to dig a hole large enough for the shelter to be buried in…..and that machinery made a ton of noise which got the attention of Lisa, my divorced next-door neighbor.. Although if I ever was going to munch cunt, as she so eloquently put it, she would be the perfect choice. She is a beautiful redhead that makes gay guys question their sexuality (she had actually fucked three gay guys).She quipped, "I'm just playing with your box," as her finger parted my pussy lips and slid inside me.The idea that I was about to get ass-fucked for the first time both had me incredibly excited, as prepping myself with three different butt plugs had been pleasantly arousing, and.