‘Why don’t we take it in the bedroom where you two can be more comfortable,’ I suggested. It must have been just the right thing to say as Terry...pulled up off Ira’s cock and led him by the hand down the hall to our bedroom where I had lit candles and pulled the bedcovers down. Terry got Ira down on the bed and immediately took his cock in her mouth as she swung her leg up over his head and plopped right down pushing her pussy onto his face and rubbed it all around. She was thoroughly in to sex. After finally getting her inside, and serenading her with a rousing rendition of Love Shack, I offered her a donut and chocolate milk. (Being the perfect hostess is so trying but was she satisfied?) You tell me as she asked, "Donuts and chocolate milk? What's for lunch; corn dogs and tater tots?" Damn, a sarcastic woman! I thought that was just an urban legend, but yet here I am with oneWhile her Highness dined, I moved to step two, bending to tie my Nikes and taking far too long, giving her. She rose on the sleeping car berth, on her knees to avoid bumping her head on the upper, her legs spread apart. She was opening to him, but in a way that showed her strength and her self-confidence. She tossed her hair back and licked her lips, but made no move to him, expecting Dean to follow the lead of his rock-hard staff which swayed between them. Of course, she had no way of knowing that Dean was not seeing her in this moment, a moment when most other red-blooded men would have been. It’s one of Franks’ boys telling him three men are setting up around the cars in the drive. John thanks them and he tells the others to stay inside for the moment. Slipping on a tracksuit he clips his Glock to the belt and he has Harry watch the kitchen door while Steve watches the front as he slips out the back door. Working his way around the garage he slips in amongst the bushes against the fence and he moves toward where he can sense one of the men. He soon has all three men spotted as.