These thoughts always made my cock hard as a rock. Usually id have to sit there for a while after i stopped eating waiting for my cock to soften up so...she wouldnt see my erection when i went to pay. One night as i walked to the register i heard her talkin to a friend, saying she was planning on going to a local bar when she got off work. I figured id go there also and see what might happen. I went home and took a shower, shaved, changed into some nice clothes and put on cologne. It was around. She looked back at him and pulled him up to kiss him she loved the bitter sweet flavor of her own juices on his face and she kissed and sucked with a frenzy her own hands unbuttoning his shirt and removing his belt, the buttons of his pants. Her hands clawing and clenching at the firm flesh of his chest and back, she dragged her nails on the firm curve of his ass, she found herself on her knees as she kissed lovingly on his cock. Her fingers wrapping lovingly around it she bushed her lips with. “Good day,” Jake greeted him. “Is the captain aboard?”The man looked up and an expression of surprise appeared on his face.“Capt’n Jake, sir! Sorry, Sir Jacob!”“Indeed,” said Jake grinning, “But I’m sorry, I don’t think we’ve met.”“‘Course not, sir, but any sailor out of Bristol knows who you are. I’m Jimmy Green, sir, an’ Capt’n Kirk is below, sir.”“Thank you, Mr Green. I’m sure we shall meet again,” Jake replied, and went to find the captain.Jake found the captain in the saloon poring over. I can anticipate some of the problems Kirkland might have, but not you. I know you're not shy, so don't get that way all of a sudden." I laughed and nodded. "And, both of you: NO SLIDING!" The whole locker room laughed at that. "Jesus. Especially you, Woodard, with your running record. No stolen bases today, got it? And no stretching it. I'd rather have you get a standup single then try to stretch it to a double and rip your you-know-what apart sliding into second." I agree with you.