I think I may want to... you know... if you are still interested that is.''Hmmmm... his touch is electric is it? Should I be worried here Shelly?''No,...silly. I am so excited what with what we talked about earlier and where this could lead. I am trying very hard to be brave too. What are you thinking James?''I am thinking about how I had a tiny jolt of jealousy when I saw you in his arms kissing his neck. Then I realized that it wasn't something to be jealous about. We have both talked about. "Leaving that up to you," she replied. "Oh, and James is keen to know ifyou'll be taking a certain football shirt." I take it, that he's selected some of his shirts?" You bet he has," said Liz. "But I've got some other shirts out for himtoo." I was thinking of taking it, but not to show him up. I'm just proud ofmy roots," said John.When he came down later that evening, with a selection of his ownclothing, the red shirt of Walsall FC was clearly among them. He placedthem near one of the. The finger in my bum was working its way in and out, and Brian was slamming me harder. My clit was on fire, I was going to cum. I told Brian I was going to cum, he told me he wanted to see me squirt all over his cock, he put his fingers on the sides of my opening, making me spread all the way open, I could see his black cock fucking my pussy in the mirror. I couldnt take anymore, it was building, everything was going so fast. I came, I could feel myself squirting on him, Brian grabbed ahold of. "Or Los Angeles," interrupted Mike."Right," the fat man said, grinning and nodding his head. "Here in L.A. you guys got a good thing going. In Dubuque I got to work my ass off all the time."I'll bet you do, Mike thought to himself. Then out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Steve Paul, Jay Snyder's right-hand man. Paul was moving slowly across the convention floor, smiling and shaking hands with every second person he saw. Christ, Mike thought, it looks like he's running for.