I was emotionally drained, physically ill, mentally exhausted, on the verge of losing my apartment, and in desperate need of a change.Then I found out...I'd inherited a house from my Uncle Jimmy, my mom's older brother. He and his wife, my Aunt Susan, had been like another set of grandparents, and were the only reason I would come back to this hot, humid place to visit.God, I thought as I wiped my forehead with a towel, I'd forgotten how damn hot it gets down here.After my shower, I grabbed a. The Chameleon decided it was time he headed out as well. He pulled hispink case along behind him and passed Graham Stuart and the two SecretService agents who seemed to be in debate about something. He did not wantto stop to look so he just carried on walking out of the station where hehailed a taxi. Instead of heading for the rented house the Chameleondecided to mix things up a bit, and headed back to his other place andchanged before he went to recover his money.***The Secret Service agent. I was now easy to see, though I did look somewhat unusual, as I walked to what appeared to be the center of the camp. I was seen and followed by a number of people as I made my little walk, so I had a few people to talk to.I shouted for all of the people of the camp to come to where I was so that I could make an announcement. Apparently, these people were used to being bossed around because I soon had most, if not all, of the people of the camp there to listen to what I had to say.I didn't try. Now he was no stranger to anal sex so he knew what to do and seconds later he mounted the bed and aimed his rock hard cock at her little pucker and commenced to slowly push himself inside and was rewarded with a long moan of pleasure from Tonya as he entered her.Eric ran his hands over her beautiful breasts and down her silken arms as he commenced to slide his cock in and out of her back door. Tonya stopped moaning when she felt Eric's warm hand circle her hard cock. The residue of lube on his.