Little John did a bio-survey. Even Al says that it’s pretty extensive.”“Little John? He’s your son isn’t he?”“Yes, he is,” replied Ed....He glanced up at the clock and saw that the kids were due back anytime. Little John was taking an algebra course and Beth was busy with her civics class. He added, “He’s studied all of the wildlife in the area.”“How old is he?”“Six going on seven.”“Sounds like he’s a little advanced for his age,” replied Albert not sure if he was going to accept a bio-survey. “Follow me,” said Abdul and lead the way inside the yacht.When we reached the salon, I was amazed by the size and the luxury it held. White leather chairs and sofas, glass tables, a large LED TV and a full bar was just part of the room. There was also a wall-to-wall aquarium where brightly colored fish swam. Art from famous painters hung on the walls and I guessed they were originals.Abdul picked up a phone and said something in his native language. When he turned back he smiled. “My father is. )I’ll tell you a little more of my mom so you know why I have those loving thoughts of our time together.We were Florida farmers or if you were in Texas we would have been ranchers. Our farm had acreage that was used for strawberries and then when all the berries were gone, the fields and rows were replanted with broccoli and tomatoes.That was just the big rotating garden plots that we sold the produce to the big grocery companies. This area covered about a hundred acres. If we thought we could. Room 232. Ill be waiting. She could hear the anticipation in his voice as he said, Ill be right there. She had left the door unlocked for him and as he entered she was lying on the bed, a big vibrating dildo caressing her pussy. His erection was almost instant as he entered the room, the smell of sex surrounding him, the sight of his wife spread out on the bed, flushed from a recent screw, he knew, and lost in the pleasure of masturbating. As Carrie watched his hazel eyes rove over her body,.