O.B. on the planet. For three years now, the only way I’ve been able to take care of myself is by working security. With my Ontario security guard l...cence, I’ve worked for various companies, from Securitas Canada to Iron Horse and Capital Security. Working as a security guard doesn’t pay much, but it’s how I pay for my school, rent and groceries. Unfortunately for me, my licence expires in mid-February, and last week I got contacted by the Ontario security guard licencing agency, requesting. "Yes," he hissed when my hand rubbed along its length. Subconsciously I rubbed harder and thrust my hips into his hand. "Faster," Drake growled. I rubbed down harder and increased my speed completely submissive to him now. "Don't stop," Drake said his voice almost begging. The door opened and Mr Wilkinson entered going straight over to his desk without looking at us. "You can go so scat," he flicked his hand in our general direction. I yanked my hand free of Drake's trousers and Drake. It was going to be a long day as they had made appoints to look at eight houses. The appointment to see the first house was for nine o’clock. They had planned the day carefully starting with the house that offered the cheapest rent and saved the most expensive, and probably out of their budget, for last. Then they had a three hour drive back home to look forward. It was a warm autumn day. The maple tree leaves had turned a deep red and some were already turning that crisp golden brown colour.. My wife Sara was moaning and egging him on. "Eat my ass, lick that sweet pussy you nasty boy. I'm going to let you fuck me good if you suck it like I need it." He sucked and slurped her pussy and then pushed two fingers in and started finger fucking her hole. She moaned a deep , guttural sounding moan . Kind of grunting at one point.I could see her pushing back on his fingers and then she said some things I would have never guessed could ever come out of her mouth. "Are you going to let me fuck.