He parked the car and watched her arrive right behind him. He would tell her he had a call from work, that a client had come into town unexpectedly an... that he would have to take a rain-check on the dancing thing. The smile on her face as she exited her truck made his hand turn off the car. She waited by her truck for him and he fully intended to give her the client story and bolt. He reached out to put his arm around her instead and somewhere along the walk to the entrance he forgot the. Sam pulls in, gets in my car, we talk for a bit, I can tell we both want to move forward, Sam has told me many times how much he wanted to suck my dick, so before we part ways, I pull it out and ask if he wants a taste, he looks around and then dives in, taking me in his mouth, moaning as he deep throats my cock, but I stop him, "just a taste tiger" as he sits up, and wipes his mouth, I then put my hand between his legs, and start to feel his hard cock through his pants, I unzip him, stroke him. Her eyes filled with lust, were on me the entire time. I kept moving down to her stomach and her legs. I knelt down looking up at her."There I washed you up. Now please can I shower alone?"She nodded. "No way. You're not done. You didn't wash my pussy or ass. You need to do that bro."I grabbed some more soap and reached behind her rubbing the cloth on her ass. She smiled and began to kiss my neck softly. "You look good with the hickeys I gave you," she whispered.I tried to ignore her and just. "Nay, My Lady, hold!" Richard managed to gust out between bouts of laughter."Just so you know who the boss in this relationship is!" Megan said fingers poised for another go at his ribs."Ay, I know who thinks she is the boss. But truth be told, it is such a flimsy pretense!" Richard surged up and tossed Megan easily onto the bed where he trapped her flailing arms beneath his knees. Once certain that she was still, he leaned forward and kissed her hungrily.Megan drew in breath in gasps while.