It's owned by a woman in her sixties or seventies. She's a real character. She appears at the big computer shows, but no one I've ever met knows her. ...er name is Jennie Carlson. At any rate, she makes all the decisions at San Diego. Darling, all I can say is, good luck! I don't have the foggiest idea how we could sell them. But I do agree it's probably our only shot."Jan swallowed hard and looked in the manufacturers directory. After finding the phone number she placed a call to Mrs. Carlson at. I was extremely excited by it all. My cock was hard and uncomfortably restrained in my trousers. When Claus suggested we join in the massive orgy, I was the first to remove my clothes and crawl under the canvas. That was the last of Claus that I saw for a long while. I eagerly 'pulled train, ' as Claus called it. Dark enough was the interior that my youthful features would not have been detected other than perhaps my long hair, an oddity considering military regulation and probable curiosity of. No, this wasn’t lovemaking they were doing, this was raw, animalistic fucking. First, he was on top of her, slamming his erection deep inside her. Next, with his cock still deep within her, he rolled over and she was on top, riding him as he thrust deep inside her. They ended with her in a doggie style position, his index finger fucking her ass, and his cock fucking her pussy until he filled her with his sperm. He had never taken her with such animalistic passion and desire before, and he fell. “That looks bad.” Harry nodded.“Not that. Don’t you wonder if it would fit?” Tom whispered.“If what would fit?” Harry was confused.Tom glanced at the door cautiously before kneeling down on the bed and undoing his uniform so he could pull out his cock. Harry wanted to ask what was wrong with him but he already had an idea and now he was curious too. He watched as Tom pressed the tip of his slightly inflated cock to Kes’s stretched ear hole. She gasped and tried to move away. Harry instinctively.