.." "No, you go first..." They giggle, as they stumble into each others sentences. As if being telepathic, they both look around, and make their way t... a small stand of trees that is sheltered from the autumnal breeze. They sit, and kiss once more. “Listen, I…” This time, the kiss is slow, measured, barely controlled. And then, like water breaking a dam, they start to kiss passionately. Hands roam each other's body as buttons slip un-done, and warm flesh yields to chilled hands that have been. He grinned when the boybitch’s eyes popped open.“Suck my cock!” he demanded as he snapped the box closed and held it well out of reach of the boybitch.The boybitch, really he ought to name the little cocksucker if he was going to spend such effort on him. Jake might refer to the runaway teen as a girl, but he never forgot that he was actually packing a pecker. Somewhat to his surprise the boy shook his head in negation of the command he’d been given.That wouldn’t do. So moving quite a bit. The couple became much more aggressive now. She uncupped one of her perky tits from her swimsuit top as he greedily took it almost whole into his mouth. She made quick work on his shorts, untying them with a skilled precision with one hand, sliding them down far enough to welcome out a cock that must have been at least 9 inches, hard as granite, ebony and lustrous, as if damn-near shining with a dark luster in the sun. My god, what a perfect dick. As his rigid pole was being caressed, he looked. He was always hitting on her in front of her husband. When the tax guys call him, he will be too cash poor to fix it.”“That should force Stan to look for quick cash. He will have to turn to my company to do the buyout and bail him out because he can’t move the money back into the company with the taxmen watching and having to report it.”“That is a lot of moving parts, Mick.”“I know, but we can pull it off, especially with his $800K in our possession. Have you checked to see if he has parked.