" The courier from Chicago landed at LaGuardia airport, and took a cab to Caitlin's office to rendezvous with Tina. She intercepted him in the lobby."...ood morning," Tina greeted her hand extended, "Mr. McGinnis," Ms. Pizzoli, a pleasure," he responded, a smooth baritone voice resonated with her. "Call me Terrance." Tina looked appraisingly at the courier, a Brooks Brothers' fitted charcoal suit, pressed white shirt and red tie; his look was stylish and classic. A firm set jaw, a warm smile and. " She grabs my thick pulsating throbbing cock and starts to rub it. "Now do you know what I want?" She gets on one knee and starts sucking me as hard as she can then pulls my waist to her and tells me to "moan bitch, I want your seed in the back of my fucking throat, ALL OF IT!" Now, this bitch is totally fucking crazy, so I'm gonna listen to her. So, I keep my mouth shut to not piss her off. That only makes her deep throat me and pisses her off. The kind of shit I like. So now she's. He smiled, pausing for a moment as her waves of pleasure subsided, and then began alternating between fucking her with his tongue and sucking her clit, making her even wetter.Reaching a hand up, he rolled and pinched her nipple as he licked her, feeling her shudder. Just as she was about to cum again, he stopped. She almost protested, but caught herself. He sat up suddenly and leaned back on his heels.She looked up at him, confused.Leaning over her, he kissed her hard, forcing her to taste her. We can fix that." So I've found out – many, many times," he snickered in her ear."You love it, and we know it!" she reminded him."No, you love it, and do one hell of a wonderful job, too," he tried to get the last word in."Goof!" she defeated his strategy.For the next three days, the three imbibed in a hedonistic enjoyment of life. Brandon had insisted on finding the equipment necessary to go snorkeling again, with memories of the time they'd spent exploring the waters of San Jose Island and.