“At last,” he said with a deep sigh. “What’s in there, rocks?” He opened the basket and beamed.“Much better than rocks, isn’t it?”He n...dded, took a bottle of wine, and opened it while Rachel unpacked the sandwiches.“To our friendship.” She raised her glass and toasted, looking into his eyes. “And more frequent meetings. A decade is too long.”He nodded, took a sip, and smiled. It was an excellent wine he could never afford.They had a pleasant meal, and afterwards she offered him another bottle. Finally, Rich said that she probably saw a reflection because he has a Prince Albert. I had no idea what the hell a Prince Albert was, and when he explained it to me I grabbed my dick and said ouch. I don't know if the couple planned it when the came to our tree earlier or if the liquor encouraged it, but when April started asking a lot of questions about it, Rich got up on his knees, moved close to April and stuck her hand down his pants and told her to feel it. I could see her hand moving. I have never loved anyone since you and never will," I said.We looked at each other as passion, love, and lust ran through our bodies. We fell into each other's arms each of us tearing our clothes off. I laid back and Zack got in between my legs and began kissing me on the lips, collarbone, shoulder, breasts, taking each of them into his mouth and sucking on them hard like a baby making me moan. His lips traveled down my stomach to my hot and wet pussy and began licking sending me wild. As soon. McDonald walked around the side of the house to the garage entrance, unlocked it, and went in. It was pitch dark, but he knew his way from experience, and soon he was at the other side of the garage, the private door which was part closet, part entranceway to the rumpus room. He glanced around after flipping the light on, saw the projector was not there, and then he heard the whirring of its motor from the other side of the rumpus room door. He'd been right: his son was having at it with some.