“Oooooh, Sohail! God, that feels soooooo good,” I squealed.“Unnnghhhhh! It sure fucking’ does,” he sighed blissfully. “Jesus, you’re tig...t! Ohhhhhhhh!” Sohail started working his cock in and out of my hot clingy cunt, and it didn’t take him long to get a good steady rhythm going. He fucked into my hard and fast and I eagerly responded by arching my slender young hips up, taking his pistoning prick as deep as I could get it, moaning blissfully as his thick shaft rubbed deliciously up and down. It was pretty easy really. I’m used to driving an RCV and had been driving that one in particular throughout the shoot, so I knew where to put her. Interviewer: Her? DG: The truck. Sorry if that sounds silly or offends anyone. But honestly, any other experienced RCV driver could have done it. KC: I still don’t believe you. You did it in one take, for goodness sake! DG: Karen, I’m not the greatest driver in the world. Hell, I know I’m not even the best in my own yard. I’m telling you, that chase. Some Denver friends of Kip’s that I have met go out there and perform for him a few times a year when the Wall Street Daddy is in town. Wall Street dude is in town this weekend but the Denver guys can’t make it so mentioned it to Kip to see if he and I would be interested.Kip was told that the guy would come over each day and we would be expected to fuck while he sat and watched us, Wall Street Daddy may or may not jerk off but we didn’t have to sexually interact with him. Other than that, Kip. Paul felt uncomfortable at this talk of a Valentines night gone right.If only that cow of a sister hadn't dropped a bomb on their happymoment.Mike and Alicia however hadn't done anything as special as Kevin andLinda had done. This made Paul feel better. When it came down to him andKelly to talk about their Friday, they decided to stick to a part truth,that Kelly had gone round to have dinner at Paul's.As they left the dining area, Kelly turned to Paul."Is it ok if I tell Linda?" she asked.