’ Bill was looking very confused, ‘Jim, you told me that your ex was Gail, and this is Marie.’ As Marie was taking a sip of wine, I gestured to ...er, ‘This was Gail Marie Sculotto. Her father’s side is Italian, her mother’s side something eastern European. That’s where she got the beautiful dark hair and the blue eyes from.’ Terry looked at Marie and me. ‘You two want to be here. I still don’t get it.’ She looked at Marie, ‘You told us all about it. You should want to kill him, he should want to. My name is Jack – but you probably already know that. I was speaking with a new friend recently and was reminded of this episode in my life. I am not sure how we got to the topic but it just seamed to be appropriate at the time. I decided then and there to write about it – not for any prurient sentiment but in an act of sharing what honor, respect, friendship and love can mean. I had been working in Costa Rica running a club that I owned a large percentage of. I was tired of fighting the local. Within minutes they were surrounded by a gaggle of lovelies.Now one thing you have to know, these guys are supremely athletic and good looking twenty somethings with money to burn. They have a reputation and the girls know it.Within minutes several of the girls have their tits out and pretty soon they were all practically naked, apart from nylons and shoes. Six girls were soon kneeling down with their heads bobbing up and down."Hey Sally, come over here," said Justin.Sally, a tall gorgeous. It had been nearly 13 years since my last blowjob and the feeling of Sara's mouth was incredible.I slowly rolled my head around and looked down to see her peering up at me with those blue eyes. My cock was sliding in and out of her mouth and her hand was stroking me."God that feels great!" was all I could muster along with another moan.And with that, she lowered her head and continued her sucking, bobbing and stroking. I watched as she wonderfully pleasured my shaft and used her free hand to.