The deputy at the jail apologized for how long it took to get him out, but told us that weekend nights were bad due to the overcrowding at the jail. I...drove him home in my Lincoln, promising him that we'd get the best deal for him we could make. I'd never seen Danny as worried as he was during the drive over to his house trailer.I dropped him off in front of the trailer, not wanting to have to go in with him. I really didn't want to be forced to listen to he and Kaitlyn arguing about who was. . all the planning might be for naught.The Condo life is not one that is common to my friends. But, after my wife's accident, I had wanted something different, away from suburbia without the headaches of many possessions, household maintenance, a lawn to care for ... in short, I wanted a new start. And the settlement from the drunk's insurance company had afforded me an 18th floor view of downtown Atlanta, plus savings.She took in the main living area at a glance, pronouncing "It's very. He trust faster and faster until his cock swelled a little bit more and I could feel it rumble in my mouth. He trusted as deep as he could manage and shot a cannon of a first glob of cum into my throat.He let out a loud Aaaaahhhhhhhhh fuck! Between short breathes.He loosened his leg hold on my head and as I pulled his cock out to get in a deep breathe, I saw it twitch and shoot another stream of cum up over his belly. I really just wanted to see that. I took his cock back into my mouth and. “OH HELL YEAH, WHITE BOY! Shove that fat dick-meat in me and pump that ass, White-Boy.”“Leeee—onnnn—aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!”“Well shit, that’s my momma calling me a’ready. Get to fuckin’ my hot little pussy, Ray. I’m gettin’ close to gettin’ my goody, are you?”“I wanted to take a while longer, but here I come. You better get yours or you’ll have to do without. I’ll be getting married next month and moving over to the Belle Meade Plantation.“OH HELL YEAH! OH DAMN! OHhhhhhh FUCK YES! OOOOHHHH SHIT,.