Tell the truth, the thought of someone my own age was sorta enticing. Been a while since I’d traveled that route. Well, shit: maybe I made a bigger ...mpression than I thought. Three days later I was stocking up on the basics, trying to decide whether to stay with Bud or maybe switch to Coors for a while. Laugh if you like, but you get used to something, it’s often a good idea to change. Decided to go the Rocky Mountain spring water route and was stacking the sixth case into the cart when I heard. The RIGHT people in the world think that I have Springheel now; the people who need to be afraid that I’ll use it on them if they try to harm San Finzione, Maria, or myself. The ones who will be forced to wonder, every time something goes wrong with their plans, if me and Springheel were the ones behind it. There can be no risk of them learning what I’ve really done with it. The THREAT of Springheel is the best possible way to use it for the good of The People. So, I’m sorry and thoroughly. If there was anything better than watching Betsy lick Becky's cunt, it had to be the feel of his cock slithering into Becky's gulping, hungry throat. He could even feel her teeth on him, grinding passionately at the hardness of his cock while her tongue lolled and slurped around his stiff prick and her throat gulped him again and again."Oh, yeah!" he sighed in his sleep, and again he felt the teeth, more real than any dream had a right to be.His eyes opened, and he was suddenly aware that the. .I'll show you the apartment. Let's go this way."I decided to take Stacy around the outside of the house, rather than through the kitchen. My brain just wasn't working right and in my defense I'll say I had no plans for cheating on my wife. Obviously I was totally in love with Eve, this was just a man thing. It's in our DNA. The desire just to look at a pretty girl and be close to her, even if you know nothing is going to happen. It's fun and nice and I had a serious hunch that if my wife.