”Fifteen minutes later I walked up to his office where an annoyed-looking Missy in full warpaint-and-skimpy-outfit club clothes was waiting impatien...ly.She picked up a large brown envelope and held it out to me. “I’m going to be late for my date.’I glanced over her midriff top and very short skirt. “Looks like a promising date for some lucky guy. If that skirt were any shorter, it’d be a belt.”“Um, yeah. That’s kinda the point. I even got a six piece body jewelry set. So let’s get a move on so. Only my father was absent from this picture, as he was buried in his own homeland. I wanted to return there because I wanted to save people from carrying my corpse all the seven hundred kilometers to "Crossville" in the middle of this hot summer.When I graduated from university eight years ago, our office building was a single-flat cute building. It had changed many times during the flow of years and it finaly became an eight story luxury office building. The village however, had not changed. My wife would pick me up and we would go behind a nearby school or other dimly lit places. On one occasion we went to a beach where after getting naked and reclining the passenger seat I began to slide my cock into her. My balls felt soaked immediately as they drug through the cum puddle under her ass. This was definitely the wettest pussy I ever had. I hadn’t had it in a couple days and even though she had just been with Chris it seemed to make her all the hornier. I couldn’t fuck her hard. " I know. I would rather have an upfront fight anyway."Nick headed up the stairs to the sitting room. When he entered the sitting room, Devlin jumped out of his seat.Nick said, "Hi all."He walked over to Paul. He whispered in Paul's ear and slipped him the com-link.Devlin, trying to gain his composure, said "Who might this be?"Paul smiled, "Nick let me introduce you to our guests. This is Devlin and Allen Lanchea. This is Nick Hammer."Nick turned and smiled.Allen recognized him."Daddy, I think.