“Harder, harder, scratch my balls with your other hand.”At the same time Laureen and I are kissing like teenagers, “I want you when your man has...finished with me, I want to lick your cunt lips. And I want you to blow your man at the same time. Look at the huge erection he has while he is sucking mine. “So good, so fucking good,” Laureen is almost screaming as Roger squeezes her balls as he sucks her erection very hard with pursed lips then blows on it.“Almost there, almost there, almost there,”. "Mamma!" squealed her daughter."You two go harvest some more wheat," she ordered. "Or corn or whatever. Just leave us alone for a while."She looked to see AJ's face, peering down at her. It was sideways, and she tried to crank her head around to see him properly, but couldn't do it. His head moved and suddenly he looked right."Come on, Becky," she heard Frank Jr. say.AJ sank to his knees. He still looked worried. "I was afraid I killed you with loose talk," he said."You didn't kill me," she. This became a regular thing for us and most of the times I would be at her place, chilling out, eating her food and getting used to her showering gifts on me.I was at her place, helping her bake a cake and having no clue what the occasion was. Her kid would have been my age today, is what she said one day. It hit hard. I was baking a cake with a woman for her child who died 23 years ago. That explained a lot.We were sitting in her drawing room sipping some wine when she got a call from her. "I guess, but it's going to come back to the same thing. Him traveling for the team is fine. Me traveling for music isn't. Sports wins, as usual." Ryan felt sick as she said the words."You don't know that's true," Lara said. "You were both upset and you've had a couple of days to calm down. You really should talk. It's not going to go away if you ignore it." Why not?" Come on, Ryan. You know I'm right." I know. That's why I keep you around." Ryan's smile was small but genuine."That and my.