It was heaven. The woman came over to my face, and I could smell her scent, and I grabbed her ass gently. She moaned, and just then a cool breeze swep... the room. I motioned for both to climb in my queen size bed, and we proceeded to touch and suck each other randomly but with crazy energy. I found myself sucking this man's smallish but long cock, then slamming my tool into the women with more passion than ever in my life. I came at least 4 times, and so did the man, but the women was nearly. Each component had its own number. Alex had told me when we were looking at the preliminary plans in his office, that everything was computer controlled. Each log was machine to fit into its own place."Have you machined these logs Alex? The look very round, surely they don't grow like that." No Jim, we have a contract with a plywood manufacturer. When they cut the veneers for the plywood they have a machine that works like a pencil sharpener. The log is spun against a knife and the veneer is. The worst thing I’ve ever done was burn this arrogant bastard named Roman back in Haiti. He was the son of wealthy Haitian-American businesspeople. They were associates of my father. I met him and his parents while vacationing in Northern Haiti with my parents. Roman constantly teased me about being a chubby guy. In those days, I was a lot rounder and quite sensitive about it. He teased me relentlessly. To the point where I wanted to cry. Something inside of me snapped that day and I remember. Gently moving the washcloth over her breast made her wince in pain. They must be super sensitive. She looked at me with eyes pleading for me to do something to relieve her agony. Lowering my face I took her nipple and sucked. The taste of her milk had me sucking in earnest. Once I had it drained the other was in my mouth. My mom breast-fed me but this was a first. The milk was warm but so sweet and thick; the sensation of drinking this young mother’s milk had me very wet. When I was done she.