Naturally, there are a bunch of places that guys like right off the bat and so we went to some air and space museum and another museum in Chicago that...was all about machines and stuff. Boring!!!I should say that there are really a zillion things to do in Chicago, and I could have spent my entire summer there, but Mom said we could only stay in one place for five days. One day we had to go to a ball game, to keep Travis happy, and to his museum another, but the remaining days we went to the Art. My body spasms & jerks due to the sensitivity that, as gentle as you are, is almost painful. ‘I love it when you cum in my mouth.’ you whisper. I moan at the image & to let you know your words excite me just as much if not more than your sweet touch. I also still want more, much much more. I want your fingers to glide further inside me. Two or possibly even three fingers exploring me. I want to touch you, taste you & explore your hardness. My appetite for you has not diminished with my orgasm. For one thing, there was a fucking skull just sitting and chilling in the corner. I'd have definitely noticed that before.I felt myself shiver a little. Before I could start wondering more about the skull I heard a small whisper, like a voice that seemed to be coming from right next to me."You almost died out there."I turned to see a... mermaid? I found myself blinking hard trying to get the salt water out of my eyes because I knew I was definitely not seeing a fucking mermaid. Those things. Soon it was date number four and both of us knew that if she did not put out tonight this relationship was over. We pulled up to my new log cabin, and I could see by the look on Carol’s face and that that she was probably thinking” there is no way I’m not fucking this good looking rich guy tonight”. I felt the same way; there was no way I didn’t want to fuck my skinny western honey tonight. We sat in the living room and I got a beer. Carol shook her head in disgust and went right to my bar and.