Although I had just cum about an hour ago it did not take long for my cock to harden and my balls to tighten, threatening to spill my seed in his mout... and down his throat. Finally, I gently pushed him back, pulling my cock from his mouth.“Bedroom,” I ordered heading down the hall, not bothering to wait for them.By the time they got to the bedroom, I was finishing undressing. Blake got a big smile on his face as he quickly stripped. From my vantage point, I saw Alice had stopped in the. When he approached her, she stood up and hugged him.“Mike, I’m so sorry we have to meet like this.” She stepped back from him and nodded towards the chairs, “Let’s sit down, shall we?”Once seated, Mike wasted no time, “How’s she doing? Have they said anything, is she going to be all right?”“It’s looking better; she started to respond in the ER, regaining consciousness. She’s got a broken hip, broken arm, and a concussion. The concussion is the reason they put her in ICU, to keep an eye on her.. Her hugs were sweet and genuine. She greeted Beth Ann like her own sister. I told her I wanted Beth Ann to see their houseboats and we all wandered down to the docks.There was a particular boat I wanted to tour and it was in slip number one. The boat was made in Kentucky by Thoroughbred Houseboats. It was eighty-four feet long and eighteen feet wide, making it among the largest boats on Table Rock Lake and was appointed beautifully. Besides two large staterooms, the boat was cleverly designed. " Haven't I heard something about them on the email list we belong to? Somebody was trying to get some sort of license on it. Some sort of tablets, I think. Hold on." Tiffany hit a few buttons and called up past messages. "Ah, here it is. Sutherlandia Frutescens Tablets. According to this email, the advertiser claimed these tablets can reduce the incidence of the wasting syndrome associated with the onset of AIDS. I don't think I heard of anything phrased as a 'wasting syndrome'." You would.