Good business, he'd concluded. At seventy-five bucks a head for the ten hour Saturday class, and thirty-five for the four hour Sunday class, Waylon he...rtily agreed.Waylon shut the engine off and sat in the dorm parking lot trying to work loose the thought that was lurking in the back of his brain.He needed to get the truck fixed before he took any extended road trips. I am a moron, he said to himself as he rested his forehead on the steering wheel."Barry, you guys could fix my truck, couldn't. St…. Gerard,’ she said. ‘Do not think you can simply order me around. Your technique may work wonders on other girls, but I see right through you and it will not work on me.’ She stood with her arms crossed, and her cheeks were slightly pink from frustration. Gerard thought she looked even more stunning when she was angry. I have a live wire on my hands, he thought. He could not help the smile that came upon his face. ‘Miss Winshaw, I assure you that I have nothing but good intentions. All I. The car crash, needless to say was tragic, my life turned upside down with the devastation of the loss. I found solace only in not having to have confessed my transgressions, though I still miss our warm friendship and bond. More than that had changed, the art business was doing well, actually better than well; it provided a six digit income this year, one a significance to me, since I had worked an hourly low paying job for so many years prior to this. At that I had to quit my regular. Both girls’ breasts bounced with the motion.Finally, I could hold it no longer. I began to cum up into Jenny’s pussy as it continued to pound me, and within seconds there was so much of the stuff that it was squirting out around my shaft. I did my best to continue to record as I had my orgasm, but after watching the video, I knew that it hadn’t been a very good recording job.“I think he just went,” Maddison squeaked, looking down at me, eyes wide.“I know! Don’t stop!” Jenny’s muscles were tense.