She pointed out the few nicks that we had spotted the night before and he grabbed a roll of red tape from his pocket, marked them, and said the painte... would be by shortly. He actually did arrive shortly, and the paint was completely dry by the time Marsha's husband arrived.I met Ron Jones the next morning at the pool and he thanked me for my help on the condo and for taking care of his women. After lunch, we packed up and started to head out, but not before stopping by to say goodbye to Brad. His tongue explored my mouth, and I reciprocated with my tongue as well. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “hey, I’m Tanner.” I could barely speak and just managed to reply “Sam.” Tanner placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me down so that I was seated on the toilet. I reached up and began unbuttoning his button fly Wranglers. I then unbuttoned his shirt revealing his 6 pack abs! I pulled down his jeans and his black Calvin Klein boxer briefs! His cock was still hard!!!. Her excitement was audible but not in the way of the first. The woman was so wet with excitement that when the first man took her it sounded as though ten had already left their seed. Every fifth man caused her to shake with orgasm and squirt. Not only was she incredibly wet but there were whispers of her grip. Semen shooting into her seemed to cause contractions that milked every last drop from a man and drained him of energy. Though she took just as many creampies as the first girl her wet. ’ ‘Thanks. G’nite.’ I turn around and there’s Karl behind me. He’s been listening to me and Lauren. ‘Hey Gomer. I sense a cowgirl in your future. Got a trailer handy?’ ‘You’re not planning on strapping on a rig in my trailer, are you?’ ‘Nah. I’ll save that for Wednesday night in Workland.’ We walk off hand in hand, until I take my hand out of his and squeeze his ass instead. I’m not sure how far I want to go with his ass. I’m not sure I could handle pegging him or if I would feel the same about.