’ ‘I longed for my own home,’ he surprised himself by answering. Then as in trying to gain courage she looked up with those big blue eyes and sa...d: ‘Do you want me to leave or would it please my lord if I bathed him?’ In like two steps he was with her in the bath yanking her towards his chest. Her boobs flattened against his belly-muscles and he could feel her nipples against his own skin. ‘That bath sounds fine|indeed.’ She placed her arms around his neck and said ‘My lord indeed needs a bath.. "He met me at my truck, we drove off since smoking isn't allowed at the shop. I stopped at a river access way down the street. I've been here a bunch of times fishing; so knew the place well. He rolled four blunts, mixing his pot, mine, wax, and oils. We sat there smoking, I was bombed after the first blunt. Yet I wanted to keep up. Me" You are gonna be bombed when you go back. "John " No worries, I'll be fine. "He lit up the second. We just talked, well I did nearly nonstop. I had him. He made a quick phone call to Jennifer Mason to set up a time to meet with them again.Jennifer met him at the door and immediately welcomed him once again into her living room. "I believe, Mr. Wilcox, that it is a mite too chilly to sit on the veranda this evening." Yes, ma'am, it did turn cooler today, didn't it? It's hard to realize that summer is just around the corner. I heard on the radio just now that it may actually frost overnight." I'm afraid some of my flowers may be hurt if it. He pulled out at the last minute as Samantha dropped to her knees. Stephen wanked himself to completion and within seconds pumped two spurts of cum onto her face, until it dribbled down her chin. He juddered as two more spurts came out and hit her on the nose. Stephen collapsed onto the bed, his heart pounding and his dick throbbing.For a while they just lay there as Chrissie knelt at her friend's head and wiped the spunk away with Stephen's boxers.'Samantha, how good was that?' She asked. But.