Good thing I’m not on salary! This is some embarrassing shit!” I open my truck door. Milf sex “Stop Luke.” I unfasten snap number four and five. “A skirt was a wise decision for this activity. Let me make you dance, from hip to hip and everything in between.” A talking shower head? Jesus Christ!” Counting my money left in my boot, “Did you steal some of my winnings or did I really pay that much for you? I look to the right. I am still blaming the whisky for raising my hand. I look around the room, not as flee-bitten as I had thought it would be. I open my hand toward Luke. I am selfish, I like all his undivided attention devoted to thee. I let myself down gently from the backrest. I swing my right hand down, planting it between his legs. I remember…..”
“We ended up at your grandfather’s cabin. I hear you can go into a coffee house and order a coffee and a dubie to go and how about an eighteen pack of
