In order to win the bet, the winner had to get the hottest group of women to leave the lounge with him. The loser would have to pay for the entire cos... of the rental house. We hit the lounge and immediately went to work. After about 20 minutes, I saw the group that I thought would win me the bet. I immediately approached. The group had three women (One black and two white (a blonde and a brunette). I soon learned that they were all members of the UCLA soccer team. Things were going well I am. I took clothes with me, of course, and emerged ten minutes later feeling much better. I wore jeans at the range, and a range vest that has patches on it telling people I’m an RSO and the owner of the range. It has pockets all over it that I keep various tools in, in case somebody has a malfunction that needs tools to correct. With a T shirt on under it, it’s perfect in the spring and fall, in terms of comfort. In the summertime, though, it gets hot and uncomfortable.So there I was, all comfy in. Having done the two driving jobs for Andreas, I was pretty sure that he’d have something for me to do, other than just writing programs for his various businesses. We did have the dilemma of how to provide support while I was away, but we had worked that out with Beth when I was in Sweden. Krista would just have to handle it. Beth and I would be available, and while we would do a lot of the specialized programming, Krista would be the main contact person in Milford. She was a pretty good. I gripped the side of the table as she slid her tongue around my cock. She looked up at me and slid it gently into her gaping maw. My eyes darted from hers to the door, I kept careful watch in hopes that Alexe wouldn't enter. She pulled her head back and gasped for breath as a tendral of spit flew from her mouth. She smeared it on my prick as lubricant then stood and turned. She dropped her pants and bent over a nearby stack of boxes. I hurried over and quickly slid it in. She began to moan as.