They were still kissing as we went inside, and we were already on the rink by the time the other two finally came in.The first couples skate went as o...r usual, with Linda skating backwards in front of me, occasionally giving me soft kisses. And it seems that Holly and Jack were doing the same. On the second couples skate, Holly came up and took my hand as Linda skated off to join Jack.“Oh Pete, thank you. I was wondering though, would it be a problem if after we finish Jack goes with us for a. ”“Clear.”“Police! Get on the ground!”“Don’t move! Don’t move!”Tom cleared one side of the room he was entering and turned to the other with his Mossberg Shotgun raised. A skinhead with a swastika on his forehead and many more Aryan Brotherhood tattoos on his body was just standing up from the couch he’d been sitting on when the police had broken down his front door. He’d been reaching for an Uzi that sat on the coffee table in front of him. Another inch of movement towards it and Thomas would. .. I guess," I said, playing. I removed my hand andresumed stroking my cock. I leaned back and began to moan with Coreywatching. I looked up to his jeans tented."So beautiful. Stroke it, Matt!" It'd feel so much better with your hand..." Or my mouth," he said. The words were barely out before his mouth took mycock. There was no acting now when I started to moan. He was bobbing hiswet mouth up and down my erect cock. My hands found his head while helicked every inch and down to my nuts.I. " I'll be sure to keep my distance," I said."My wife will like you," he said. "I've talked to Mr. Thomas aboutusing you two days a week. Tuesday and Thursday mornings. That way, youcan still work here later in the day. Does that sound okay?" Yes, sir," I said, nothing thinking it was okay at all.He moved closer to me. "We'll get along just great, Vee," he said. "Mywife understands my needs. Just think of me as Thomas Jefferson."I shuddered. I was a target again.* *Mrs. Thomas told me I was.