His protestsdid no good, and he found himself outside the office, the door slammingin his face. His wife showed up, and he told her about it as sh... walked with himthrough the corridors and to their room. He opened the door, and walkedinto something that had a great resemblance to his parent's bedroom.His wife was already dressed for bed, and she got him in, and kissed himon the cheek, and went to sleep. He was going to, but he was trying toremember something, until it finally came to him:. Those lessons were as true then as they were today.The cognac had a satisfying warmth going down as Ian absently admired the unique Baccarat crystal decanter of the 'Black Pearl' Louis XIII. Limited to only 786 carafes it was a unique gift that Ian appreciated more that he could ever tell Millicent.He wished Millie were here now.Times like these were always easier when she was at his side. Someone to talk with, someone to hold, someone who knew him and the burdens he bore.She would be back from. NOW, I CAN FEEL THAT THE END IS CUMMING SOON. BOTH GUYS ARE MAKING LOUDER NOISES AND THEIR FUCKING ME HAS GOTTEN HARDER AND FASTER. SOON, MY DAD IS GOING TO WATCH HIS SON SWALLOW HIS BUDDIES CUM. THE ONE GUY FUCKING ME, HAS A FIRM GRIP OF MY GARDERBELT AND IS USING THAT AS LEVERAGE, TO REASSURE THAT HIS DICK IS COMPLETELY BURIED IN MY HOT ASS. THE OTHER GUY HAS THE BOTTOM OF MY NECK AND HE TOO IS FUCKING MY FACE, READY TO FIRE AWAY. "Fuck me! I want to taste and feel that hot cum"!!!I CAN NOW. Five miles or so, I thought. "Punch it. We need to be right on their ass when they get there. With any luck, we won't have any more - company. Let's not let them get a lever on us."He nodded and kicked it. We flew around curves like an Indianapolis 500 driver. "The turn off to get to the place should be less than half a mile in front of us."We popped over the last hill and saw the van make the turn onto a dirt road. "Do it! Run up their ass and I'll call for backup."I grabbed his microphone and.