I scooted over beside her, the jet blasting on my ass. "Here," I said, "if you sit on my lap we can feel it together."JUDYI was already so horny from ...he jet that all I wanted to do was make myself cum, so when he suggested I sit in his lap I thought, why not, what could it hurt. I stood up a little and moved in front of him, sitting back a little, feeling the hair on his legs under my hands, and his hands resting on my waist. I sat down a little more until his legs were against my bottom, and. We rolled over and she got on top of me and slid down over my cock, she seemed to be hotter and wetter than I ever remember. She leaned down letting her nipples brush against mine knowing how crazy this drives me, at the same time she asked if the thought of her fucking someone else turned me on. It was rhetorical, just as I had felt the difference in her pussy she could feel that my cock was harder and throbbing more than usual. I was putty in her hands and she knew it. I admitted that yes I. "Then perhaps you'dlike to join me for dinner? Andrew made enough for both of us." I agreed and followed her to the kitchen. It took a while, and by the timewe got there I had another question, but I waited until she had seated herselfat a table near the window before I asked…there were two covered platesthere, and steam was rising through the holes at the top of the covers. Sheuncovered one, and I could see a Cornish game hen with steamed asparagus linedup next to it, rice pilaf filling out a. The Senor is probably a couple of million anyway and he's made it all in the rackets," Rudy said, his gaze unwavering from the freeway ahead. "But it was like I told you... I had him figured to boost the price on us; that's the way those sons-o' bitches work down there. And there isn't much you can do only play their game... and maybe try to outwit them, eh?"Earl chuckled. "Shit, I can't believe it yet," he said."We call such a maneuver 'the-killing-two-birds-with-one- stone' gambit," Rudy.