But how would they know I had any money? I wasn’t well known in the business field, and even in the private equity business we were small potatoes. ...obody had written about us in the paper or a magazine. If it was a kidnapping attempt or setup, it seemed incredibly amateurish. Why drive back and forth around the house first? It had to be a neighbor.“It kind of put a damper on the festivities, tonight!” commented Marilyn, with a wicked smile to her face. “I was planning on getting ready while. I was encouraged by her responses. She kissed me back and I heard her lightly moan. As our kisses became deeper, I slipped my tongue into her mouth. She briefly stopped in surprise but then actively kissed me open mouthed. She continued to caress my dick. Pre-cum drooled from the tip so her fingers smoothly ran all over the head."You are doing great," I praised. I said it loud enough for her mom to hear too.I pulled Sarah on top of me which forced her to let go of my dick. My dick head. “Fuck” he softly exclaimed.I began to finger fuck him and stroke his rigid dick. It was glorious. After a few minutes i took him and positioned him doggy style on the bed. He offered himself like a pornstar. I rapidly removed all my clothes and played my dick to full erection as I stared at my lovers arse. As I offered up my lubed cock it looked impossibly large against this tiny pretty hole. I grabbed it and pushed. He braced. I pushed again and his muscle slipped over my head and clamped. Depot Drive, or The Drive as it was referred to, had a long and infamous history. From the historic station to the west for three full blocks to the east, everywhere you looked was a piece of history. During the heyday of the railroad, The Drive earned its well-deserved reputation. The street was lined with saloons at street level and hotels, brothels, and gambling houses above. All of this packed with travelers, railroad workers, con artists, and criminals. The Drive’s infamous reputation.