You're bursting to cum, aren't you, darling. Your balls are tight and aching. You want me to touch them?"At her pause, I only groan and press against ...er fist."Yes, I know you do, but baby mustn't move. You must let me have you, Mick. All of you." As if to qualify her words, she eases her other hand down and grasps me at the base of my shaft. She squeezes hard, very hard, and slides her fist up until another drop slips into her waiting palm, which she quickly smears along the cut of my. He blew out an angry breath. Normally the cleaning staff brought packages inside his condo rather, than leaving it outside. The paper wrapped package was heavy as he took it inside. Taped to the front was a blank envelope. Without hesitating he opened it and inhaled sharply as he recognized Hadley’s handwriting on the paper. Marcus- If you can’t forgive me, I understand. I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you or doubt anything that we were. You were right in every way, I was so foolish.. It was all I knew before arriving on the west coast, and, to be more specific, Monterey on California’s Central Coast.Monterey is very similar to the town I grew up in. Both are coastal towns, relying heavily on the fishing industry and tourism, and both are fairly affluent communities. There are, however, a few differences. Of all the differences between the east and west coasts, one, in particular, stood out, rain. Back home, rain could be a summer squall, a torrential downpour, a light. Inevitably it moved on I was home early and Rosie came in after me we were always pleased to see one another and did the usual greetings and how was your day stuff. I have to say that girl always looked good in a smart business blouse and skirt and the 3” heels really did something for her legs. We were in our twenties and as you say hot to trot! I couldn’t keep my hands off her and was politely informed that any nonsense like that would have to wait until later.“and I have something we need to.