I just don't, and I know..." I've turned over a new leaf, Jess. I'm yours if you want me. I know I disappointed you before, but it won't happen again;...I promise. No more standing you up; really, I promise."I stared at her for a long moment. "Lana, I don't know if you can change. You love the chase too much. I'm not into heartache and mental distress," I said."Jess, you're not hearing me. You have to give me a chance to prove to you that I love you and that I will be good. You simply must," she. We were communing with nature and having hot-wild sex.I looked around to make sure no one was nearby, and then ran my hands down my swimsuit, caressing my cock. I got out of the chair, and dove into the deep end of the pool. When I returned to the surface I swam over to the edge and removed my suit and tossed them into the chair. This was something I did almost daily too heighten my climax. Oooooh, it felt so good to masturbate out in the open, with the risk of someone seeing me.I grasped my. ” I gripped her slender neck with both my hands and grinned when her body betrayed her. A small gasp escaped from her throat and I felt a quiver shoot threw her goddess like body. I released her throat and brushed her long, red, scented hair off her tits and shoulders. “Tilt your head back,” I growled. “Make me,” she spat back at me. My cock was fully erect and throbbing against her belly to the rhythm of my pounding heart. Adrianna held her breath and focused on the throbbing of my cock. ”Jonas laughed. “Little roof! I like that. Don’t people call houses something like that? Particularly retirement houses. Or something.”It was Gip’s turn to laugh. He laughed uproariously. “Ty Bach. Little House. Yes. But only the ignorant call it that. It does indeed mean Little House. But ‘little house’ is another name for ‘out house’.” He roared with laughter again. Jonas looked at him puzzled for a moment, then broke into a small smile as he realised. The ‘out house’ was the name for the old.