Anything symbolic about the cherry?” My... girlfriend - I decided after a small mental discussion with myself that I could think about her in that t...erm - let go of my hand and giggled again. “You could say that. Isn’t she just the sweetest little cherry, and I’ll not get started about cherries that have recently been plucked?” “Recently?” Her question sounded a bit distracted. I could feel her eyes roam up and down my body. “That sounds intriguing. May I ask how recently?” “Last night, and. This little tale is very tongue in cheek I hope you enjoy it.I'd got back into Heathrow on a late night flight. The traffic on the way down west had been awful, as it was the August bank holiday, the worst day of the year for holiday traffic. Accidents had caused jams that stretched for miles and I was dead beat and not in a good mood by the time I reached my home."Hi, honey," Allison, my loving wife of ten years said as I walked through the door. "Would you like some breakfast?"I thought I. I loved the feeling of having my ass fucked and I loved sucking Charles but I felt hated myself for feeling this way. Mr. Jones told Charles to get a couple towels from a table and wet them from a spring so he and I could wash up. Charles did as he was told and soon all external evidence of our fucking was removed. Mr. Jones went to the refrigerator and came back with 3 cans of beer. We all opened them and took a big drink. Mr. Jones asked how I liked having sex with him; I said that I think I. Ben and Tate had added some names and so had Jerry. Allie and Sarah put a couple of names on the list and Karlie had helped out by trolling the internet for additional information and putting them in alphabetical order by first name.Adam spoke again in only a few seconds."When is Miss Wakefield's most recent AMS testing date?" Adam asked."What?" Brent Akers queried. There was no reason it had to be this hard. Guys in the business were always hard-up for cash and they didn't pass up the chance.