When asked why he paid for sex when he could have any woman in America he answered, "I don't pay them for sex. I pay them to leave afterward." Or how ...bout the Dean of the Harvard Divinity School having to take a sabbatical because of the porn they found on his office computer? Or Hugh Grant getting busted in his car with a hooker while he was bedding one of the most beautiful women in the world? Makes no sense you say? You're right unless you realize men have no more control over those desires. Robert had gotten fuel the night before and he took off as soon as possible.He flew non stop to Hermosillo, arriving late in the afternoon. Robert topped off his tanks with fuel and flew in to his grass strip at Bahia Kino before dark.Maria and Cathy had missed him a lot and were very attentive.Robert had a shower and a shave and afterward brought his darlings up to date sexually and about his trip.Neither had known about the gold and Robert had to tell the story of how his ancestor had. When the squirting stops she says: ‘Imagine that you had shot this load in my mouth. I could have suffocated!’ Quickly, I ask my girlfriend to put a condom on my cock, so she can continue sucking while he is still stiff. I give her a strawberry-flavoured condom and she unrolls it over my penis. We then continue our ‘soixante neuf’. My girlfriend’s pussy is soaking wet now. I feel that she keeps coming when I ride her clitty with my tongue. Her juices drive me crazy. I push my tongue deep into. Heaven has no mercy for a soul that craves flesh the way that I do his. I am lost, and have no care as I listen to his silver tongue whisper sugar coated tales of his wildest fantisies into my ear, his hot breath, lingering over my lobe as his hands trail down my eager body and his fingertips slide over my nipples. His sharp teeth drag across the length of my colorless neck, marking my flesh, making me moan with the pleasure that only he can give. I have longed to feel the sweet razor.