S. Customs Agent at the border."May I see your identification, please?" asked the agent."I'm sorry, but I lost my wallet," replied the guy."Sure buddy... I hear that every day. No ID, no entry," said the agent."But I can prove I'm an American!" he exclaimed. "I have a picture of Ronald Reagan tattooed on one side of my butt and George Bush on the other." This I gotta see," replied the agent. With that, the guy dropped his pants and showed the agent his behind."By golly, you're right!" exclaimed. Yes, I did.He took cues from my facial expressions. He turned towards me smiling mischievously and threw the towel on the floor before me. Still kneeling, I looked down, looked at his cock and looked up at Jack. Our eyes met and we smiled at each other. Happy that his trick had worked with his teacher, he stepped closer to me, his cock now directly before my face. I couldn't help but look at it again. It was semi-flaccid and had already started to enlarge but as if in response to my look, it. So, in the end, I’ll have you mostly to myself.”“Mostly,” I chuckled.“Steve, any girl who accepts an engagement ring from you has to realize that at some point in the future, some virgin will present herself to be deflowered, and we all know Steve Adams simply can’t resist an offer like that!” she giggled.“Cute, Bethany. Cute. That’s an issue for another day.”“It is. I’m wondering, though, what’s going on with you and Kara?”“That’s Anala’s doing. She thinks that I need to work through my. Once I get her to talk English or we had some way to communicate, I must find out a lot more from her, as she can surely produce a tasty meal.After I had finished, I thanked her for the lovely meal. She looked up and gave me a wide smile, not understanding a word I said. So I lent down and give her a kiss full on her lips. Messy hands and all, she threw her arms around my neck and returned the kiss. After a couple of minutes we disentangled and Jane was still all smiles.I was going to fill the.