.with this quality …I live my own alone…I like lot of sport also….swimming is my favorites …. One day sitting in the sweltering desert sun… ...eating unmercifully on the pavement…. was reflecting shimmering waves of heat from the pool.Watching the pool very cute boy intently….he looks like about 18 or 19 years of age….and seems to be Italian background…… I was fascinated as the drops of sweat cascaded from his deeply tanned brow and fell gently on his hard muscled chest and finally disappeared. It had been my best day in years, till we got to therestaurant Bob worked. The manager Brain stopped Bob and said, "Bob I'mafraid I have to let you go. The 2 guys you threw out last nightthreatened never to come back, and you know the customer is always right."Bob tried to defend himself but, Brian wouldn't hear it.Finally Bob said to me that he needed to be alone. I felt bad he lost hisjob over me, and I knew what I had to do. The next morning I had myaccountants buy the restaurant, under the. The room was pink with flowers painted on the wall. It had girly stuff everywhere. There was a four poster bed with netting of lace hanging around it. She walked into the room and headed for the bed. She stopped and turned. She opened her arms as I pressed up against her. I reached down and picked her up. I laid her back on the bed and got on top of her as she spread her legs allowing me to dry hump her.We started making out like two teenage kids. All I could think of was how I had been in the. Her skin was perfect and her wide mouth was erotic. Did she know he came early to drool over her Asian body?Evan sat at his desk, stretched out his legs and reached for his crotch. Mrs. Beck was wearing his favorite outfit. Once a month he expected to see the gray slacks that clung to her firm ass, and dipped a little too deep, separating her cheeks. A buzzing in his balls turned quickly to a fire in his groin. He chanced rubbing the length of the cock expanding down his pants leg. Mrs. Beck.