Unlike mostcouples, they hadn't had the opportunity to live together before marriageas Tim lived in another city. Just prior to the marriage, he obtai...ed a jobin a local firm and transferred down to Diana's home town. Theyworked frantically, although, Diana did most of it as Tim always got sidetrackedand they collapsed exhausted that night and by the next day, the house wasbeginning to take on a semblance of order. 'Hey,what's up there?' Tim asked has he brought a box up to the second. I moan as I bring my lips aroundthe head of it. I bet that if I really try, I can get all of it into mymouth. He would love that. Slowly, I press my head down on his cock.It tastes somewhat salty, but a perfect salty. That means that his cumwould taste like this. My eyes roll back into my head at the thought ofhim cumming in me. With shaky hands, I grab the pole and continue mymotion downward. The head reaches the back of my mouth and I stop. It'shard to breathe and I don't trust the. Jack’s just finishing his Freshman year at Loyola, right?”“Yes. Political Science because he wants to be a lawyer.”“When he’s ready, I’ll connect him with as many lawyers as he needs to figure out where to go to school and to get internships and clerking opportunities.”“Cool.”“Anything else I can do for you today?”“No! See you next week for our one-on-one?”“I’ll be here.”We left my study and Natalie left the house. I went to find Kara, who was in the ‘Indian’ room relaxing.“What did your young. Once Tim had deposited the fish in the live well, Mike asked, “Who is ready for a beer?”When both of them answered in the affirmative, he tossed a beer each to them. There were the dual sounds of cans of cold beer being opened. After a sip of his beer, Sanjay said, “This is the life. The wind is gentle, the water is tranquil, the beer is cold, and the fish are hungry. You can’t ask for a better day for fishing.”“You can say that again,” Tim said.Mike took a sip of his beer and said, “Well, it’s.