Now, do I have your permission for a photo?”I laughed, and led them through the secret door to Bohica’s Bunker. I pulled out a photo that I alread... has taken of me (made at the suggestion of the Control PR Department). “You’ll have to excuse me a moment, I will need to go upstairs and change. I cannot sign as Bo does.” They both laughed, and I returned shortly as Bo, in a pair of sweats.Doug took a double take, and shook his head. I took the photo from my desk, and signed “To my friend Doug,. K.? I meant it as a joke - don't take it so serious," he said pleadingly."Here's my joke," said Kim, dumping an almost full pitcher of beer on him. His former friends all took this as their cue to leave. Michael was left alone trying to dry himself off with paper napkins.He was surprised that the letter to the editor of the student newspaper had been so badly received. Michael fancied himself something of a wit, and perhaps he was. But his subject was poorly chosen, given that he was in. "Please..." Anna whispered and stroked his cheek, blue eyes dark with desire. That was what he needed to give her what she needed.Jared set to work. Gently- just barely touching- he dragged his tongue slowly up her outer lips. He went back down and then up again- not diving in yet, not touching her clit. Just getting her worked up and ready for him. Anna ran one of her hands through his hair and then grabbed tight at the base, pushing Jared's face deep into her slit. That was unexpected, but. The aroma it made mixed with April’s sweaty musk was nothing more than heavenly, and I felt her thighs give me a squeeze and felt her getting a little rougher with my hair as I helped her to another orgasm. When I was finished I took my face out of her crotch and rested it on a meaty thigh. April purred and cooed, mussing the exposed side of my head. “You going to be ready to get that cock up soon, hot thing?” “Oh yeah,” I said, grinning against her warm leg. It didn’t take too long until I.