I'm just too impatient for common sense.This path wound around trees and occasional fountains to eventually arrive at a quaint building I recognized f...om a very long time ago in a movie now far, far away. I heard sheep baaing in the distance.Despite the late afternoon hour, the sign on the door said: OUT TO LUNCH. Below it another one read: COME ON IN - MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME. I decided to take him up on his offer.The factory was deserted. The sun slanted in through big tall windows. A few. I knew it wasn’t because of my libido. Left to our own devices, Leanne could take care of that herself, I concluded as I soaped myself up. I was so wrapped up in thinking about it that I didn’t hear the door open, and so I was startled when a mouth slipped hungrily over my half-hard member.I didn’t have to look to see who had decided to give me a blowjob in the shower. I knew her mouth the way I knew her smell or taste. Leanne slowly bobbed her head along my shaft, her tongue working along the. He opened her blouse and sucked her nipples one by one, pausing to bite gently at each one. Then he removed her blouse completely and her bra followed soon after, Shayna's creamy colored tits jiggled in their new found freedom, the cool air making her nipples stand erect, he could faintly see veins beneath her pale skin. He had enough of foreplay; he pushed her hands down onto the vanity in front of the mirror and hiked her skirt up the remainder of the way over her ass. With one ripping motion. What's yours?" Buzz," I replied."No, I'm pretty sure that's just a nickname. The nametag on your flight suit says 'I. Donaldson'. What does the 'I' stand for?" she came back at me.After a long pause, I grudgingly admitted, "Ignatius... but I never use it. Everyone calls me Buzz." Ignatius?" she laughed. "What the hell kind of name is that? Your folks must have been really pissed off at you!" No, I was named after a rich uncle on my mother's side, but I guess my folks were more than a little.