"Mind if I join you?" said the stranger. "I have been traveling for many days and could use some company before I move on."The brown-haired man kicked...the leg of an empty chair so that it jutted out from the table. The other man shot a venomous look at his companion, but the stranger smiled his appreciation and sat down. "Well met and good day to you."The brown-haired man turned to his companion. "Now, see? That sound like something those whatchacallem horts would say?" I believe the term is. "Sorry Daddy, it won't happen again" you smile and get into the shower, "I think you need to make it up to me baby girl" I get on my knees and smile up at you. I swirl my tongue around the head of your cock a couple times then slide my tongue up and down the under side of your cock, you moan a little. I smile and take half your cock in my mouth, not satisfied with only half, you grab my head and push more of your cock down my throat making me moan and gag at the same time. "Oh yes baby girl. ” She bit my earlobe slightly when she said that and took my car keys from my pocket and went away.I was standing there and recalling that sometimes the statements I make, actually come true. (My mind referring to the moment I said “The night isn’t over yet” to her)I first went to the washroom and used a mouth freshener because, what’s can be a worse turn off that bad breathe, right?I made my way to the parking lot where I saw my parking indicators on. I knew she was inside there, and I opened. "I talked to both of them this morning. They seemed to be in good spirits – or at least they found a common goal and worked together on it." I talked to Meredith for a while this morning," Sam related. "Apparently she called me while you were calling Zack Duffy to explain things. She wanted to make sure I would give you crap about Tara for the next week. I didn't bother to explain our rules." Well, there you have it," Brock said.Sam stared out the windshield for a moment."I've spent all week.