I went back into the den and turned on the TV. I wouldjust watch some television and forget about Jay's call. Less than a half hour later, I was ...nocking on Jay's door. Heanswered it wearing just a pair of jockey shorts, his well defined muscularchest bare. I felt my cock, which had been at half mast on the drive tohis place straining in my shorts. He flashed me a grin, his bright whiteteeth shining. The sight of him, his muscles, dark skin and handsome facewas enough to dissolve the. Which is why I’m conflicted about Livy entering the race Monday. It was already going to be complicated with my sister coming to stay with me at the hotel Desi’s parents are paying for. And having to introduce her to Nanette. Desi’s okay with Em being at the hotel, though she thought she’d have another night of me to herself. But what will either of them—or Livy—think of Nanette? And Rachel is talking about possibly bringing the rest of the girlfriends down to watch the race.I love running but. . either Canada or the United States ... stopped us and explained just how dangerous it was to motor in dense fog. It wasn't illegal but we were risking a whole lot by doing it.From the masthead came the call, "Freighter just in sight. Looks to be passing to our starboard ... three hundred feet." What in the hell is that?" asked the Chief in command of the motor launch."My son, Artturi," Wendy said."Where is he?" Up the mast ... he's our lookout. Later in the day, the sun will have warmed the. She was so wet that I could hear the slushy sound of my fingers fucking her. She pulled up her legs and spread them wider as her back arched a little. Then her body tensed and her nails dug in deeper.“Yes, yes, Linda, make me come, fuck my pussy!”I did and she came, hard, moaning and pushing her pussy against my fingers that she squeezed hard with her sex as she came several times.She lay gasping and I slid out my fingers and for the first time tasted pussy juice. I licked them slowly, savoring.