"Excuse me, gentlemen," Rick said as he approached the men. "Would either of you happen to be in law enforcement?" I'm afraid not," the older of the m...n replied. "Are you in some kind of trouble?" Oh, no, it's nothing like that. I was just wondering if you'd like to go to a party."The two men laughed. "I'm afraid you're not our type." You misunderstand," Rick said with a sheepish grin. "It's for my young attractive girlfriend who's waiting in one of the motel rooms." Damn! They almost took me. With each stroke he pressed himself hard down on to her. How wonderful that as he did so he was met by a firm and joyous pressure upwards to meet him. Oh, thank you Chrissie, and thank God for that storm! “Don’t stop,” she gasped. “Keep going. Please?” Her voice was now urgent. It expressed everything that he felt at that moment. He had no intention of stopping. Deep inside he felt his orgasm starting to force its way to the surface. His legs found renewed strength as he. At the end of the show, after handing his card back to Edith that indicated a large-volume purchase of various designs that were shown and receiving her smile and nod of thanks, Heimark went behind the curtain again. He was seeking a boy out. In this case, it was not, as one supposed, Ian Spelling, the boy who had drawn him behind the curtain at the interval, who Heimark sought out. It was Sergio. Sergio wasn’t a stranger to Heimark. Heimark had met Sergio during earlier buying visits to Rome.. “I’ve missed holding you,” she whispers.“I’ve missed everything about you!” he replies, trying to maintain his composure.They kiss, long slow kisses, hugging each other tightly. His hands around her t-shirt covered slim teenage waist. She takes his hands and pushes them down to her hips, just at the top of her panties. He hooks his fingers around the elastic. She pushes his hands downward, pulling her panties with them.“Jesus, Jennie, we shouldn’t be doing this. Your mom...”, as he loses the.