I had to learn to make choices, whether for good or bad, and be responsible for the consequences. Though I might regret those decisions, at least I wo...ldn't regret life making them for me.After crossing over the immense southern span of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, a drive which had always slightly unnerved me due to the great height of the structure, I drove south down Rte 50, then west on St. Michaels Road, and finally entered St. Michaels itself, a picturesque, but still fortunately sleepy. She made a call on her cell phone, and confirmed that they'd come back for Henry. They were pissed because they'd just missed him, and they were camping in the office until he showed up again. Sylvia digested this, and came to a decision. After a lunch at her favorite Mexican restaurant, she drove back toward her house. It didn't take Henry long to realize they were going in the wrong direction."Where are we going? I have a lot of work to do, and the sooner I can get the cops out of my. I held his hip as pushed against his tight ring which slowly yielded to my invading member. For a moment, I thought he might be too tight for me to penetrate him but his tight ring suddenly yielded. Phil gasped as my flared tip popped past his tight entrance. “You okay?” I asked, a bit light-headed from the feeling of his hot tight ass gripping my hard cock. “Yeah, I’m good. Sooo good. Go slow,” he answered, his voice hoarse and raspy. Slowly, I eased my shaft into the volcanic heat of Phil’s. After another beer Paul started telling me he had shagged a girl at my school and she was a part of our youth club.He described in great detail how he had fingered her and played with her its. I was still a virgin and asked more and more questions.He sat next to me and said how she had sucked his cock.Frank then asked if I had ever had my cock sucked I said no, Paul asked would I like to, being very embarrassed I said I didn't know.Frank who was standing in front of us undid his trousers and.