I quickly unfolded it and sent my text: Hey NIna, this is James. We’re at the one-hour mark, so I wanted to send you my location. I figured that mig...t be a little easier to pull up navigation for. Let me know if that works for you.Five minutes later, I get my reply: Hey James. I have you locked in, I’ll be there in an hour. Be ready!I set down my phone and look at my place to see that I need to clean that shit, and quickly. I go to my surefire cleaning technique and start by burning incense.. "I said, "This is the Griz." Is there a problem?" Not right now, I think there will be." I related my vision."What do you want us to do about it?" Have my watchers pay attention to my house." We are not body guards, besides you are gathering to many girlfriends, can't you live a low profile life?" They are my family. Our deal is there is no trouble with the Navy or anyone else, about the drunken sailor, and no one will see my home movies I took of my Caribbean trip last year." We will find. She could feel the dribbling warm streams of cum oozing out of the dog's cock, flooding into her cunny, mixing with her own juices. Then it was dribbling out of her upturned snatch and oozing down the tight crack separating her buttocks.Only the first slick inch was buried inside her. But Lydia was already shrieking as if the dog had been fucking her for minutes. She felt those slippery bumps and knobs on his cock slip past her pussy-lips, stretching them apart, as they forced her fuckhole into. I asked him how he like the blow job. He said that he loved it. He asked me, I told him that it was okay, and I didn’t think that I was gay. I had put Mark in the position of admitting his queer status to me and I had rejected the badge. He was now vulnerable. If I revealed he liked gay sex, his life would become a living hell. I wouldn’t and didn’t do it. We went home.Things were never the same for us after that. When school started again, he wouldn’t speak to me. I wanted to be.