’ Of course at the time all she’d heard in that dark low baritone was, ‘Come here and let me show you the inside of my pants.’ Imaging her su...prise when he’d neatly set her on her feet and merely walked away, using a crooked finger to indicate she should follow him, and hells yes she’d followed that camouflage-covered ass. She was a lot of things, but stupid wasn’t one of them, usually. She was beginning to think this little trip to Bolivia was going on the list of dumb things she’d done. She. Sean stepped inside and Damnit! I forgot I still had the gay porn still playing on the big screen tv. I told Sean to go ahead and get in the pool and I will get a couple of beers. He walked out the patio door and I watched as he took his shorts off and slipped on a speedo. His body looked so hot all sweaty.. I took my sweat shorts off, pulled on my cock a little, then wrapped a towel around myself, grabbed 2 beers and walked out to the pool. I dropped the towel next to the ladder and slipped. " You had, you mean." she smiled impishly; Eric had never noticed how cute the freckles on her nose were, before. "You kept asking for more, I never had a chance to take a sip." Yeah," he felt himself blush. "Um, what the hell was that stuff?" Your Aunt Cheryl sent it to me last Christmas for a gift. She brews it herself, I think." Karla smiled prettily again."Aunt Cheryl? I don't..." Oh, that's right, you probably don't remember her. She's not really your Aunt: she was a very good friend of. Linda slipped the dress over her head, pulled up the zipper and tied the bow in back. Then putting on her earrings, and gold cross necklace, checking her make up one last time, grabbed her purse and she was out the door. At the hotel she used her cell phone to call the room. A cheerful voice said he would be right down! When the elevator door opened she saw a portly gentleman in an expensive gray suit. He introduced himself as Mr. Wallace ‘just call me Walt’ he said and in return she shared her.