..His dick...big, thick and very erect!. He looks at me and started to smile because he knew, he saw I had a boner. Charlie then says, "Well gimme' my...beer" I started to hand the can to him when he grabbed my wrist and guided it towards his erection, making my slide right past it. He smiled again because I didn't flinch. He knew had had me.The steam from the shower only made it hotter. Charlie if I liked what I saw in his locker. I stammered, mumbled. Then he said, "Guess you did. Guess you did. His libido was working overtime. Sexual frustration pent up from twenty-four hours of unfulfilled need seemed to virtually burst at the seams as Daniel felt his cock beckon him with a familiar jolt. He looked down at the golden-haired beauty beneath him, her arms draped around his neck, her pink lips were poised to drink in another kiss. Daniel succumbed to temptation and bent down to partake of her offering. Pushing away thoughts of another night with another beauty beneath him, Daniel. “Open your mouth,” he said. As she did, he reached out and plucked the berry from her lips. In a fluid motion, he crushed the berry against her nipple. The half bitten fruit broke and dark juice trickled down her flesh. She gave a gasp as she felt him press it against her nipple, grinding the nub against the crushed pulp. The juice flowed down her body, and she tilted her head back. He wrapped an arm around her, the other hand still crushing the berry against her, as they collapsed onto her. " Destire muted the call from his end, and came back in a moment. "Mr. Fitzhugh says this is very important for a number of reasons. How much time do you want?"Alison took the eraser and wiped out the whole schedule for Saturday. Tibideaux said, "We can change our schedule and devote the whole hour to an in depth interview if the agent is able to comment on a number of issues." I'm sorry. I wasn't clear. This won't be an interview of an FBI agent, per se. Mr. Fitzhugh himself wants to appear,.