I frantically lit a cig and went downstairs just as I was putting it out he was pulling in my driveway.I let him in and he asked if she was out I said...see for yourself we walked upstairs and she was still on her stomach she was wearing light blue panties and a black bra,he quickly undressed and pulled out his cock I took of my clothes and proceeded to use 2 fingers in her asshole he was kissing her on her unconscience lips moaning lightly he pulled his dick up to her mouth and put it in she. Anever-so-slight smile joined the slight nod of her head,and I knew that we were in for a detour on our ridehome. Next, I slid the bottoms of her bikini off of herass and began to rub the oil into her most intimateplaces. I spread her cheeks, dripped oil into thecrevice and rubbed with the side of my hand. I couldfeel the effect this was having on Paul and Mark, astwo guys who never are at a loss for words had beensilent this entire time.When I was finished, I gave her a kiss on the back ofher. While the other men were more or less servants, Jay had a different purpose. He was a maker.Besides the basic Gunsmith repairs to tourist mistakes, Jay constructed identical copies of commercial guns ... minus serial numbers and company markings. Jay worked with his hands.The simple series of steps necessary to build something had released certain things in his mind: Jay could think. He had the ability to see the finished product and work the steps back to raw material.He worked hard to convey. Reno flipped his head back toward Tseng. ‘Hey, Tseng. Come’re a sec.’ Tseng, miffed, sauntered over proudly. Reno ambled to his nightstand and picked up the tissue box and held it out. ‘I borrowed these from you without your permission awhile back. Take ’em back now.’ He eyed him seriously, hoping he took the bait, seeing the wheels turning in Tseng’s head. Tseng squinted his eyes, trying to read Reno’s face. He knew the guileful Turk had something up his sleeve, he just wasn’t sure.