Our tongues meeting and twisting in each other’s mouths. We layed like that, kissing and touching for quite some time. I cock was getting sore from ...eing so hard for so long. “Baby, you’re killing me! My cock is so hard!” I told her. “Well, we cant have that!” she said and looking in my eyes, started to move down my body to my cock. I watched, almost breathless, as she undid my pants, pulled them down, and kissed then sucked my cock. I was soooo in love, or at the very least, in lust with her. She was standing on her toes at the airport terminal, craning her neck for the sight of him. “Damn all these tall people. Why do I have to be short?” she grumbled. Then she saw him through the crowd and she smiled and walked fast, almost running and stopped in front of him and simply said, “Hi.” He gazed at her, her small frame covered in a pretty red button-up cotton sundress, he dropped his bags and smiled and hugged her, “I thought you said you’d give me hug?” “I believe it was supposed to. Not anymore. The bitch. Washed up, has been, good for nothing whore!Not that I really wanna fuck that old bag anyway. She’s certainly reached her expiration date, believe me. She sure hasn’t aged well at all.She could take some lessons from that MILF French first lady. Hell, I’d bang the shit out of that Frenchie fuckbag right now.What the fuck? What is this shit? I’m a billionaire. I am a fucking billionaire. I have A LOT OF MONEY. TED TRILLION ZILLION DOLLARS.These pansies, cryin’ snowflakes. Dee took him into a door and he stumbled as his eyes adjusted to the darkness inside.Dee pulled him by the hand and then suddenly stopped.Now she whispered. "It takes two people to do the breeding operation. One to hold the stallions ... to control him ... and the other to ... to ... to prep him. He has to be sterilized to prevent infections. That's called prepping." She looked at him with a hopeful gaze."OK" Rudy said uncertainly."Well, you see, the men can't ... I mean won't do the prep, so.