He was standing around, talking with some other guys. It was just before Memorial Day, which was—and still is—a big deal out at the beach. It mean... the summer tourist season was about to start and would go on until Labor Day. That in turn signaled the beginning of traffic jams, out-of-town license plates, idiots asking for directions and all that.It was also the reason why we had negligible property taxes; the tourists and their hotel occupancy surcharges, rental car fees and sales taxes paid. I stammered, in defence of my manhood, "I-I-I meant I love fucking your ass." Sure you did," she purred, somehow tightening her ass muscles making the pleasure even more intense."Seriously," I protested, but she had already returned to watching the movie while she fucked me.Letting it go for now, I returned my gaze to the television just in time to see the husband taking the big black cock that had just been in his wife's ass, back in his mouth. The wife said, "That's it, Cocksucker, get that. How are you able to see the plane?”“Sir, we moved Wally’s radar into town and now have it fed into control,” Vince reported.“You guys have been busy.” John said back, “Just to answer your question, the 144 spaceships are cloaked.”“OMG, thank you, sir. The Rader sir, about 40 of us with no family to celebrate Thanksgiving with got together and had a great time at Sous. Someone suggested it needed to be done and we all agreed. We worked 24 hours a day for three days and it seems to be working. I want you right here on this dance floor, do you want me too James," Marie coyly asks. Thank God for James it was dark because he was now hard as a rock and needed to fuck this beautiful mature woman.After a couple of songs James tells Marie he has an idea. "Follow my lead Marie." He leads her past the stage and around the back hallway where fellow workers are enjoying a smoke. James and Marie make small talk until the smokers leave. James sees a set of stairs and grabs Marie's shaking hand.