Ann closed the door softly, and began to pace nervously up and down the room's short length. She walked a little stiffly, her unaccustomed loins still...sore from Bob's love making that afternoon at the Pool. But her mind was not on the shame she had been feeling all evening as a result of the terrible breech of her sexual defenses. It was centered instead on a growing worry about her young daughter, Lani.Ann looked at her watch once again, but it was only a few minutes later than when she'd last. I had overstaffed to make sure we were covered (and a good thing, too, as I mentioned above). My job was making with the glad-hand with everyone walking in, and dealing with shocked little old ladies as well as folks in leather and lace.There are lots of interesting people who patronize "B.A.I."; we'll introduce them as we tell our stories. These are our "house" characters. You'll see them participating in the tales to be told:First there?s me, of course. I?m Chuck Phillips, 50-ish, graying at. I began moaning and groaning in pure delight until I could feel my balls were ready to unload, Begging to Dave "fuck me hard, I'm going to cum inside you!" He somehow found more speed, riding me wildly until I unloaded harder than earlier deep inside him while he continued to ride me until I had emptied fully inside him.Before we had time to recover, I pushed Dave from me, making him stand up beside the bed as I moved to the edge with my head hanging off, opening my mouth as I pulled him to me,. "HAW! HAW! Mike ordered, and Ringo took the team in a broad turn around the house, and out into the driveway. Mike was so excited at the sensation of running on the snow that he forgot to give Ringo the command for the Gee turn onto the road, but for more than a month, every training session had started with a turn up the road to Mark's house, so Ringo made the turn anyway. The dogs were full of energy and excitement, and Mike had the good sense to let them run it out of them, with the.