His dark brownish hair, handsome face and muscular body…well…most women would respond somewhat with lust. Yet there was something more to ...er gazing at him whenever my wife and I were near him. And so I decided to call Al and have a serious conversation regarding Susan’s needs as a woman and wife.Al of course asked me what in the hell was I suggesting? So I answered plainly: “…look friend…my wife and I both have known you for years…and I’m not entirely. "So fucking powerful, your cock tells me you're so hot."Tuck held still for a second worried he might have over played it a bit"Oh fuck baby, yeah.. old Haygood won't know what hit him, we have such asweet price but the cost overruns is where the real profit is, and henever sees it. And get this ..He's a fucking closet queen I am sure."Tuck stopped for a second, why would he say that?"Kiss it baby like you did before."Tuck did not want to stop the words; each one seemed to put Everettdeeper in. Her heavy, fleshy tits begged to be grabbed. Her ass welcomed all hands. And no one would be turned away when running a hand between her thighs on the dance floor. Carla was definitely a younger version of his wife. “Bend me over…” Carla growled at her father. “Bend me over now…” Her father kept thrusting for a few more seconds, then broke his rhythm long enough to let her switch positions. In a flash she was bent over with her asshole and pussy staring up at him. She reached out in front of. My mouth was still open andmomma placed her hand behind my head and gently pulled toward her at thesame time she moved the phallus toward me again. This time head and halfof the shaft went into my mouth. She continued with this motion for threeor four repetitions until she dropped her hand from my head. I went onrocking back and forth on my own. Very quietly she gave hints, "Change you head position, rotate it aroundthe shaft. Now use your tongue. Run it up and down and around the shaftand use.