He backpack was packed as best as he could, which was haphazardly. Downstairs to meet his father for the trip to the mall parking lot, where they woul... all meet for the five-hour trip to Camp Lucky. He father told him about his camping trips when he was a scout. Mike loved his father, but didn't relate to him at all. He sort of related to his mother, who passed away from cancer three years back. Mike noticed all the boys loading onto the bus. None of them he liked or was friends with, but he. With the help of the Rhino TV humming in the background on its lowest setting, the journalist became very relaxed.He talked about the 'laying on of hands' and the sweet young journalist asked him what he meant by that. He stood and walked to his desk where he pushed a secret button to alert his young white secretary to lock his door. Then he walked in front of the journalist, lingering for a moment on purpose to be sure she noticed his huge erection pushing hard against his white 'everyday'. Her nipples warmed as I sucked them, holding them within my lips. I was toying with her breasts, playfully flicking my tongue at the right nipple. I continued this, moving from one breast to the other, landing gentle kisses in between.Then I began to work my way further down her body, landing soft kisses. Upon reaching the top of her jeans, I ran my tongue in circles around her belly button. I slowly undid the snap and zipper on her jeans and reached inside to tease the skin along her hip.My. She said that she was happy that I wanted to have a baby again and she made the comment, 'the sooner the better.' I laughed about it then, but her words just nag me. I'm not THAT old am I?"The tone in her voice sounded like she was near panic. All I could do for her was to pull her in for a hug. "You are not old honey. You are young, beautiful. A full on HOTTIE!"She looked up at me. "Really?" Yes really."She wiggled against me rubbing her body against me and in turn getting a rise out of me..