Mark tuned his battered work radio to an 80s station and cranked it. He measured and cut while Scott and Sheila lifted the sections into place and put...in screws. Nobody talked much, but it was an easy silence.By late morning, they'd finished the living room. "Hang down the hall now, and tape and seal the joints after lunch?" Mark suggested.Scott and Sheila nodded, and they went on.For lunch, Mark handed Scott a couple of twenties and sent him down the street to fetch subs and iced tea. The. There was no doubting what I held as my finger closed around him, it was John, 'Fuck John', I said, as I shook and gently squeezed him a little, 'feels like you need more pussy back there'.I drove on with one hand behind my playing with Johns cock, letting each guy off at his stop and continued driving and reaching back for John, my plan was for John to be last, as I needed to quell the fires burning in my own crotch, and as John was a married man, we pulled off the road again for another. I love the taste. She fumbles with my pants while Nicky eggs her on - "If he got a mandingo, then I buy him a dashiki"She manages to free my cock and slips off my pants. Then she stands up and winks at me. "And bust this pussy open in the islands of Waikikiiiiii..." Nicky croons. The lady thrusts her pussy in my face, making me taste her inside. "Kiss my ass and my anus, 'cause it's finally famous" she turns around again and grabs my head and pulls me in her asshole.Big, red, puckered but open,. Little messages that would some day shout at Togiwara and Nogumi both.I had only been back in the workshop for an hour when the telecom sounded and it was Blake. When I answered he asked me to come over to his place. He told me to bring both my best deck and gear for a run. He also said to be prepared to spend some time away from home but wouldn't say why just that it was important and that I shouldn't waste time."How am I supposed to get there in a hurry?" I asked. "You live in Renton and my.