With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue, He would climb the riggin' like his daddy used to do.In the morning he was gone and he left a five p...ound note, With a bit of writin', and this is what he wrote:"Now you may have a daughter, lass. You may have a son, And this should help to pay for the trouble I have done.Now if you have a daughter, you can bounce her on your knee, But if you have a son, send the bastard off to sea,"With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue, He would climb. Do you understand me?" Ryan and I both nodded in agreement. "I've got you both tickets on the next flight to Denver. Don't let me down." We left our bosses' office and gave each other a big high-five!"This is awesome!" I told Ryan. "We are gonna knock em dead!" Ryan said. "Let's go get em!" "Ryan, I'll run home and pack, and I'll meet you at the airport." "Sounds good Sam. Denver here we come!"We met up at the airport just in time to make our flight. On the plane, we discussed strategies,. It was dark in the bedroom but I could just make out the silhouette of her astride me. Katie held my erection between her strong thighs and pushed it against her bald pussy, rubbing the palm of her hand the full length of my cock and on to my balls. I had to stop her from doing this, but I couldn’t, she was going to make her dad come.The pressure lifted off my legs, but her hand was still around my cock, then I felt the tip rub along her fanny before she sank down on top of it. My cock pushed. His clothes were very tight fitting; you could almost see the muscles rippling under the material of his shirt, and those pants he was wearing. They were jeans, but they looked like they'd been painted on him.I don't know why I kept watching him work, but I do remember that I noticed a big lump along one leg of his pants. In a sitting position it was very noticeable. It was obvious that he wasn't aroused, but that meat-log trapped under the denim of his pants was bigger than any man I'd ever.