“The Spanish love it up the arse,” one of Mike’s friends said, later. “What was it like?”“Imagine pushing your cock into a vacuum tube,”...Mike said.After he had come, he rested his head into Maria's neck and stayed in that position until morning when he woke and rose to make them coffee. She was still asleep when he returned, asleep in a childlike way that fascinated him: face up, arms above her head, as though she was surrendering. She had not shaved, and a delicate fuzz of dark pubic hair was. I picked up the packages one said nightof arrival, the other said sleepwear. I opened the package for night of arrival and inside was several items ofclothing, a pair of black exercise shorts, a white bikini panty, a black sportsbra, and a white tee shirt. With a note stating I was free to do what I wantedto tonight and a list of things I could do, there was a TV room, a exerciseroom, a spa, a library and I was free to bring any book back to my room toread, a snack bar where I could get a snack. "Not a word of it, Seth Williams." Then she looked at Jefferson and asked, "Did you really hit him?" Yes'm, Miss Caroline, I surely did. He was plannin' on hurtin' Seth here, chasin' him, so I stopped him." He clamped his lips together and looked worried. "Didn't 'tend to hit him so hard." We were thinking of tying him up and putting him in the barn. Would your father mind?"Caroline stared at Seth as though she had never seen him before. Was this the same boy she had known since they both were. I had a long to-do list to complete before my wife was to wake up. I checked my emails, sent one to my lovely girl back east – telling her how much she excites me – and continued writing. I was working on the sequel to my latest story. I started writing a brand new story last week but my girl, the one woman whose advice I really trust, recommended that I write a sequel to my last story prior to submitting a new one. That made a lot of sense to me. We found each other here at Lush. At first we.