..and I can see that all the rumors are true," I said to him smiling and looking at his big cock.Leon was grinning as I sat down and took a drink of m... beer. We talked for some time about our families and rodeo. He told me that he had grown up in Texas, near Waco. His Dad had been a rodeo clown and he naturally became interested in it as he grew up.I finished my beer, got up and walked around the table. I kneeled down in front of him, grasping his flacid cock and stroking it. Leon was. “Clean me up, Timmy.” As he sunk to his knees in front of her, Tim felt a curious mix of emotions. Excitement at being coerced into servicing her was tangled with dread of the possible consequences of getting involved in his neighbors’ business. His cock was hard and poking out through the front of his bathrobe as his tongue tentatively began to swab the juices on her thighs and progressing further up to the junction where they met. Although he had tasted his own cum before, he was surprised at. I had wanted her for so long and the previous night during our walk, she indicated that she had an interest in me.Our next day at work was long. Neither one of us could focus and talk of our sexual desire always crept into our work conversations. By noon, we were ready to rip each other's clothes off. We composed ourselves, however, and limited our passion to heavy kissing in the confines of my office. Cathy tasted so fine and just knowing that I was finally getting close to her created quite. Instinctively knowing what it most likely was, Jack had gone on high alert but without proof, he hadn’t made any accusations to Denise.Jack, a former Special Forces member, seriously considered giving Charlie a once in a lifetime private and final lesson in respect and social etiquette but he knew that, if he were caught, his lethal skills would put him in prison, so he just smiled and, in a quiet voice, told Charlie to go fuck himself and to keep his distance from Denise. Six foot three.