She turned her head and looked at Jacob and raised her eyebrow. Jacob just smiled and started to ask her what smelled so good. ‘I am serving just a ...reen salad, Irish lamb stew, colcannon and for desert Kerry Apple cake. Is that all right with you? If you will pour the wine, I think we can get started.’ ‘That sounds delicious. I will definitely pour the wine. I would like to suggest that you bring a towel to sit on while we eat.’ MaryJane quickly grabbed a towel and the salads and brought them. But his double pun did make me laugh, and I quietly replied for him to politely, 'Fuck Off' 'I like to hear women talk dirty', he retorted, 'Now how about cleaning you dirty work'?I turned my head and looked up at him for the first time, and noted he was looking down at his cock and the protruding drop on its end. 'Will you go then if I do', I asked him, but he did not reply, as I put my hand around him and took him into my mouth again, tasting the salinity of the remnants of his previous. ”The rocks were worn smooth and slick from thousands of years of running water and they felt like you were walking on soft concrete (if that makes any sense).I kicked off my boots and socks and said, ”You better go ahead before it gets dark, it's going to get cool.”She sat there looking at me in disbelief. I grinned and shook my head. She took the towel and soap and stood up. ”You expect me to walk down in that cold water and get a bath?”No, I expect you to walk down to that creek and take off. His mom was in an old aged home, paid for by his brother. Sean had been a dipsomaniac prior to living in the area ten years before and had never been able to hold down a proper job. That’s why he seldom touched alcohol nowadays.Sean left shortly after our chat but thereafter popped in at least once a week. His conversation was never very stimulating but my visual feasting more than made up for his shortcomings. On every visit, I always had to endure his mischievous provocations, which.