I asked the guy at the desk if this was all he had? He was on the phone and put up a finger to tell me to hold on a sec. He flicked the switch off for...the open sign, walked over and locked the door. I thought shit, he's closing up early and I ain't got no movies yet. When he got off the phone he said, I really only sell what you see. It's what we are into here.I do have more dvds in some boxes in the back, you're welcome to go back past he peep shows and see what I got, some old stuff from the. It was the harvest season, and the sun shined brightly on the waves of wheat, glowing so brightly with golden light that one had to avert their eyes. The stalks of wheat bent under the weight of the grains, swaying gently with the autumn breeze, which provided a welcome coolness for those sweating in their labor.Karen stood up to take a break from harvesting the wheat, she was coming into her middle age, and her back wasn’t what it used to be. As she stretched her back, she heard the distant. I thought that part of our life was somewhat over and we would do things together. I couldn't tell her she couldn't go. I thought about following her but I didn't think I would make a good private eye and would probably be seen by Angie or her friends.She did tell me she was going to drive so she would drink less. That gave me an idea. I could try out one of our newest products. It was the microphone that I had invented. It was the size of a button which I put in a side pocket in her purse. I. She doesn't want me to cum right now.“Thank you for not making me cum” I mumbled.“You are welcome to cum anytime you want” said Ann. The secret revealed. She was the one to had mercy on me.The women released me from their body grip and I sat up hiding my erection between my thighs and thanked them for the treatment. I looked at them and saw that their bikini bottoms were soaking wet.“I could hardly resisted fucking you right here and now, if that is what you wonder” Sara read my mind and Ann.