He leans over me placing his head on top of my breasts. We both enjoy the afterglow of a wonderful and so fulfilling sex. As our breath becomes norma... he asks, ‘Was that good?’ ‘We had peeping toms.’ We both laugh. ‘Oh really?’ “Yep they went away. You wanna go find them?’ “Nah. I want to take you out into that lake and fuck you against the rocks.’ Sliding off of me he grabs me placing me on top of his shoulders. “Put me down.’ I can’t stop laughing and giggling. He takes me to the lake by. "Thank you so much for the food." It isn't me you should thank, it is all the good people who donate to the charity. They are Compadres and some North Americanos as well."He walked past her then asked a homeless man, "How did you sleep last night?" I don't like sleeping inside. If it wasn't so damn cold, I would be outside where I can breath," he said."The weather will change soon, but you will always have a place here padre," he said then moved on to his office. The office was bugged thanks to. He had been shooting wildly in the dark. He asked, “How do you know what they were trying to do?”“We caught one of them before he died. He was only too happy to answer my questions.”Glen got out of the bed. His legs felt weak, but he was basically okay. He said, “Excuse me a minute.”The Sheriff glanced at the bathroom and chuckled. He said, “I predict that if I don’t excuse you, then you’ll piss on me rather than in the bathroom.”Glen chuckled as he walked to the bathroom. He closed the door. ” Purring with contentment, Melanie pressed her lips againstthe furry, kinky coils of his chest hair, tasting his salty sweatand inhaling the pungent, musky scent of his hard-working body.She began to slowly, lewdly, lick his chest, her tongue lavingacross the hard, contoured slopes of his brawny torso, lapping upthe rivulets of sweat that glistened on his dark flesh. Her hands went to his belt and fumbled with it, unbucklingit. Then, she found the top of his zipper and slowly.