Now suddenly, major activity! Down went the big old trees, bulldozers went to work, in no time at all the huge framework began to take shape. I was pi...sed, the thing they were building looked more like it belonged in southern California than a nice little rural setting in Oregon. To make matters worse, a huge deck was going out on the side, which would put them looking right down and into my massage room, from only about 100 yards away. Dammit, I liked my massage room, big windows facing the. I told John "it felt so good! Your going to make me cum!" He continued sucking my cock, and grabbed my balls squeezing them, working it deep into his throat looking into my eyes. I thrusted my cock deep into the back of his throat then grabbed the back of his head thrusting my cock deep! "Oh god! Yessss! Oh Yessss! I'm cummin!" I let go several squirts of cum down Johns throat! John swallowed every drop! As my cock went limp John started sucking the head of my cock milking the cum from my cock.. He pitches them to the side. Her hands run through his black hair that shined when the moon light hit the strains. She move it back away from his forehead. He starts to kiss down her stomach. He plays with her bellybutton with his tongue and his hands starts to spread her legs wider. His mouth moves closer. He lightly blows on her wet lips. This sends shivers down her body. He looks up at her and whispers if he can taste her, she replies yes baby. He runs his tongue up and down her lips. He. Name’s Paul, by the way.”“Justin.” -----Abby slid onto a bar stool and Chelsea took the one next to her. Abby couldn’t help but notice the snake tattoo again. “Nice ink, by the way.”“Oh, thanks. Best artist in Chicago.” Chelsea lifted the leg of her shorts, revealing even more coils of snake. Abby felt a little flutter in her stomach. “It keeps going, but, well…” Chelsea rolled her eyes. “I guess this ain’t that kind of bar!” she laughed. “Anyway, here.” She set her phone on the bar in front of.