I returned Dave's grin. "We better give this route a rest. Either that orhelp old man Hutchison shore up his fence."He nodded. "Right. It's not going ...o be safe much longer anyway. Thosebastards have probably seen us use it a couple times by now."They probably had. I helped Cody up. He was ashen faced and gasping."You alright, man?"Dave reached into Cody's pocket and pulled out the aspirator, then pressedit into his hand."Take a suck on this before you croak," he said.Cody brought it to his. He took an age removing my panties, and by the time he came to take off his own clothes, I was wet and panting for him.For a man approaching middle age, he was in superb condition, and I lay on the bed stroking myself while admiring his thick, black cock."Is that all for me?" I asked and then shrieked as he dived on me like a caveman and parted my legs. There was no more foreplay or finesse about it: he was rock hard and I was like a swamp. Peter didn’t need help, no guidance to find where we. The sounds were those of sex; he knew those sounds well. But the voices ... they sounded like children. Maybe these were a couple of really young teenagers?Well, if they were really young teenagers maybe he should just go on his way; they were there for love or horniness, and not to cause trouble. Hey, young people have to have someplace for sex, and their own bedrooms are usually off limits to them for that use.Then again, this was trespassing. Also, it might be a fun thing to watch. Of. What is his name? Do we know him?" You may have heard of him, but he is using a pseudonym on this occasion. He wants his work to speak for him, rather than his reputation. He wants to appear as Al Pearson, of "Al Pearson Associates". Can you live with that?" If the music lives up to the reputation you are implying for it, sir, we will be happy to accommodate his wishes. Please send the music and words then. I see we have your contact details, so we will get back to you, as and when we have.