I started looking for my wallet and couldn’t find it, until I realized I was holding it in my damn hand. “Talk about slow,” I laughed.But it was...’t “slow” that had caused me to forget, but “hard,” as in the cock now lengthening and stiffening in my shorts. Because sometime over the past 30 seconds I had decided this kid was eminently fuckable and that if I failed to get into his pants my life would be sadly diminished.Jesus, what was I thinking? I could never do that to a 16-year-old. I shook. ....a history with Gary. I should of taken it better when Gary told me he had been hooking up with his ex over the past two months without my knowing. But I was immature and said some things about his ex I shouldn't of in my moments of being hurt. The talks Gary and I had about our future must of been to keep me around while he was trying to patch things up with his ex. Gary reminded me of our agreement. That night Gary punished my ass with the most violent pounding ever. He took me bent over a. ” I really couldn’t take much more, and I knew Amanda had cum several times. We were ready for the big finale. I suggested we change it up and go back to missionary, with me fucking Amanda. I wanted to watch her suck Slate while I fucked her, and in general just get a view of that gorgeous face, contorting so beautifully with pleasure. She quickly took his dick, working it with her hand and mouth, her efforts producing “smacking” sounds as saliva met suction. She worked his balls too, tugging,. Ian didn’t waste any time. “So, Mark,” he said after taking a sip of his drink, “why did you want this meeting?”“It’s nothing really… well, it is.” I grinned at him. “Ian, I want your permission to have Andrea’s hand in marriage.”“When are you thinking of asking her?”“ I don’t really know but I thought I’d ask you first. Obviously, we will have to wait till May when the divorce is final.”“Hmm… so why don’t you ask her at the family party in two week’s time?” I knew that party was being arranged.