Feeling it becoming harder and bigger in my hand''8 i think''''you like it?''i was stroking him with my 2 hands under the water in the dark pool ''mmm...shit i like how you do it''i wasnt sure i should do it but once i start i coudnt stopi love how big he was, stroking him in the water , touching all of his huge black cockthere was a discret spot under the deck, the wood over laping the pool i was drag there by him and he just presented me his bbc''you know you want to do it, im not stopping. Remember who you’re talking to. Naughty, indeed.’ He chuckled some more and stroked his white beard. ‘Ah.’ Val cleared his throat. ‘Yes, I, um…’ He tried to get himself together. ‘But again, sir, I’d think that just shows that anything dealing with relationships is not my strong point.’ ‘We often don’t know our strong points until we’re tested on the weak ones.’ Mr. K was still smiling, but his tone was businesslike. ‘I can’t force you, of course, and I admit I hate to break up my team. On the. ..” bellowed Gun Man, who had switched his gun over to his arm with the functioning shoulder. He was aiming at both of us, no doubt not particularly bothered who he would hit. I swung the crowbar once again and this time I did hit him in the face, causing his jaw to move at least five centimetres to the left. Which is fine if the rest of your face moves along with it, but if not it’s a serious medical problem. He grabbed his head and seemed to forget all about us. The screeching noise coming. . I hadn't gotten to it yet."Meredith now returned to the living room. "Mark's playing in his room. Thanks for the kite, Harold, he really loves it." Sure, no problem." So, did you want to stay for dinner?" she asked."Thanks for the offer, but I think I should probably get going," Harold said, "I still have some reading to do. I plan on canvassing the retirement home tomorrow. I'll keep you posted."While Harold let himself out, the two women prepared dinner together. Something light and cool to.