A thick white rop flys out of his head and hits me in the face, I quickly lean down and take his pulsing cock into my mouth several more shots of cum ...lood my mouth I try to swallow as much as I can but its too much it leaks out from my lips as I gobble his meat. he stops cumming so I pull him out and start licking up the cum and spit that his balls are soaked with. he pushes me up and says "turn around and get on your knees". I do and he spreads my ass cheeks apart with his hands and drives. Pat and Crystal were there to watch that bridge span plunge into the water. They were still there talking to Tim when three divers drug a one and a half inch cable out to the bridge span and dove down and attached it. A small work barge was anchored over the bridge and divers were prepaired to go down and cut loose the first section. The large crane tightened up the cable and the section the cable was tied to moved. The crane dragged a twenty-foot section of the bridge up to the bank. Every one. It was bigger than Jenner's. The former two windows were now one big panoramic expanse of glass that yielded a breathtaking view of the surrounding cityscape – velvet blackness strewn with countless lights. Her furniture was new and deceptively simple, including a desk, a conference table and a huge leather sofa. Table and desk were intimidatingly empty, but for a sleek silver laptop. The floor was a stretch of blond wood. Along the edge of the ceiling hidden fixtures spread a warm, indirect. Sailing well, eh. She was at least going to get a trial. ‘I have to go to the car to get my gear. The sails are under that counter. We’ll use the small jib and the regular main.’ When I got back, the boat was almost ready. ‘What’s the best way to get out of here?’ She looked around and said, ‘The jib will take us downwind out of the basin and we can do the main in clear water.’ ‘Right you are. Hoist it and I’ll cast off.’ I had barely got the stern line free when a big gust hit us and we.