"So you work for a New York investment firm and are visiting your friend on your vacation. What does your friend do?" JD inquired. Taryn's eyes darted...a little. "Securities." "Securities. What kind of securities?" He tried to stay calm but his curiosity smelled something out of place. "I don't know exactly, we don't exactly spend our time talking about work." Taryn rose from her seat and came around the table. "What's the matter, you don't like my company?" JD stumbled on his words "I don't. What should I do?" Just enjoy yourself. She's doing the same thing to me." And when I glanced over there I could see she was telling the truth.Now her touch became even more familiar as her thumb began rubbing my cock. Poor cock. Pushing up and trying to get out as this temptress kept teasing it back into life. "Dear. My cock is getting too big. What should I do?"When I didn't get an answer, I looked and my wife had a hand in her pants. She was slumping down in her seat and I could hear how. When the man had left, Jennifer did a search of the name; Dr. Sam Cromwell. It was interesting. He was older than her. He had come from some innocuous country in Africa. He had come to the U.S. to play soccer. He was so fast, he was asked to run on the local college track team. From there, it was only a matter of time until the football team wanted him. He played both offense and defense; wide receiver and safety. From there, he played in the pros until he lost interest.After burning out in. An ocean of emotion swelled between the two. The kiss was so tender and communicated such caring. As they parted, Dave ran his tongue around Rachel’s lips several times. Both were panting.“Wow.” Rachel’s eyes blinked open. “I really liked that. A lot. That was my first real kiss. I’ve been kissed before, but ... you’re a man. Those other kisses were from boys. They were nice, but your kiss was ... spectacular. Truly epic. I’m never going to forget tonight and you as long as I live.”Dave said in.