You then slowly begin to run your fingers across my lips, spreading your juices across them before allowing me to taste you on your fingers. The taste...of your sweet nectar drives me even wilder. Saying as I turn to you, “Mmmm... I think you’re about ready. Don’t you?” Gazing at me playfully, you take my cock with your right hand, and lead me to the bed. Turning me to face you, my back to the bed. You push me back onto it, my legs hanging off the side. Slowly you climb on top of me, sliding. Aron’s eyelashes fluttered and Carter made a small surprised sound when the guy pushed him on his back, climbing on top and between his legs.“You okay with the missionary position?” Aron asked, his voice tender and now lacking any trace of humor.“Are you kidding me? I’m more than okay,” Carter replied, caressing Aron’s broad shoulders. “I want to stare at you, like this,” he added, pulling his friend closer for a kiss.“Okay,” Aron said with a small sigh. “But don’t hate me, okay?”“Why should. A bit worried now, he entered his home office, flicked the lights open and smiled. A vase filled with red roses sat on the middle of his table and in his big leather office chair, her. She was curled in his chair, wearing a bathrobe, sleeping. He walked over her and touched her face and kissed her lightly. She moved and blinked her eyes open, smiled and sleepily said, “Welcome home honey.” He touched his nose with hers and kissed her on her lips gently. “You shouldn’t have slept here.” He said,. Sister Delia hope she would have no further run-ins with the gringo. On this day Delia is returning back to the orphanage. As she approaches she see a very expensive Mercedes Benz park in front of Pastor Jose office. Her Curiosity peaks as she opens the door to see the back of two heads. Two people are in conversation facing Padre Jose. Padre Jose sees Sister Delia said, "Come in Sister Delia, come in I want you to meet two very important people."Sister Delia is midway into the big office when.