"Next time I'm gonna fuck your pussy." "I'm going to make you my bitch and your going to take it all, every inch, right faggot." Yes sir." I gasped as...I pushed back against his cock, feeling his throbbing shaft sliding over my hole. I wished he would fuck me now, but knew it would hopefully come later. All of this talk had made him rock hard and without a word, he pulled me back to the floor, onto my knees and pushed his cock back into my mouth and used it to please himself. I could taste his. The vibrant reds, oranges and yellows reflecting off the water almost took his breath away. There were perhaps five or six other people – all of them about his age – sitting or standing nearby, but there was no noise.Bryant could smell the salt air as he listened to the tide breaking onto the sand and a few early morning birds. For perhaps the first time in his life, Bryant knew tranquility.His mind didn't flash to the cases on his desk. It didn't rest on his troubled childhood or his failed. "I guess this will be our little secret and I'll just have to try to pace myself to be able to take care of my girlfriend, too. I can kind of tell her that I'm entertaining you while you're here, it's actually the truth, right?" Well, yes, it is entertaining, I must say, mmm," and with that, she started bucking up at me, forcing me deeper as she cried out, "OH, OH, OH, UH, mmm, mmm, oh, Dean, oh, we're gonna do this a lot."I kept fucking her, it just felt so good, she was so tight and nice and. ’ He didn’t have the ancillary question knowing she’d know he usually slept alone — she was an intelligent woman. Hope turned and left the room so Nash followed to be almost knocked to the ground by Monty who jumped up at his chest. Nash caught him and then dropped the mutt who tried to lather his face. Hope emerged from the garage carrying another gun and handed it to Nash. ‘Know how to use a shotgun?’ ‘Is this a shotgun?’ ‘Oh Christ, I should have known, you’re a Townie of course.’ Nash knows.