’ And with that the door swung open and a man strode purposefully into the classroom. Every eye in the hall took him in. Claire decided that whoever...had said he was gorgeous was making a gross understatement. He was wickedly handsome. He was tall and lean, his broad chest and shoulders evoking visions of girlish fingertips trailing over that masculine surface. His hair was black as midnight, thick and curly, the ends brushing his ears and trailing down the nape of his neck. His eyes were like. We were, though, large enough to get special treatment, for a special price of course, and were docked down by the old lighthouse at the end of the row where things were a bit quieter in the evenings.Jake had arranged for the ship to be serviced and a cleaning done inside and out while we were there. We would move into a resort for two days while it was done, but it looked like it would be fun.The resort was the kind of place you see in every brochure but never get to see in person. This time,. " "Please call me Janet," she cut in, "and yes I would love to play with your beautiful cock and shove it down my throat."With that she kneeled in front of my and took off her shirt. She ran her hands across my dick which sent shivers up my spine. She started to kiss the head of my cock before taking the first 3 inches in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around my cock and jerked off the rest of it with her hand. She slowly stuffed more of it down her mouth till I felt my dick against the back. It had been almost six months since he'd killed his last deer.He stalked the trail carefully. Despite his forty-nine years, Hitch still moved easily through the woods, silently for a human, listening and adjusting his footing instinctively as the game trail moved over rough terrain. He carried his ruck over his shoulders, his favorite rifle, a stainless Weatherby Vanguard S2, held in front of him, ready for a crack shot which would bring him much-needed fresh meat. He kept his Marine.