There’s that little boy inside taking another peek around and reminding me how much I like Irving. “But it was a legitimate inquiry. The firm need...s to know what its associates are up to, and the mystery was a little greater than we were comfortable with.”“And now you know.”“And now we know,” he repeats.“Look, I can explain... ,” I begin. But how the hell can I? Oh, Christ, there goes my future.But Irving’s holding up his hand palm outward. “No explanation needed,” he says. “Linda, I think this. Mikey was italian, and had beautiful dark skin, and abs that were so sexy and perfect. He reached out for my hand and helped me off the car. We walked around to the drivers side door, and he opened it and I hopped in. He slid into the backseat and started to undo my jeans and pulled them down and threw them into the front seat. He kissed my ankles and ran his tongue up my leg, kissing and sucking the whole way. My legs lifted and i proped them up on the back windshield when his mouth made it. “Oh God!!! I'm cumming!!! Aaahhhh!!!” Samantha cried. Tears rolled from her eyes as her body shook with the flood of ecstasy. At the same moment I had also reached my limit. With intense, almost seizure like thrusts, I exploded my seed deeply into the hot oil bath inside her ass. With every new second, I felt Samantha convulse and squeeze my fingers that were still blasting her cunt. With every convulsion, her fit abdomen clenched wildly, placing a death-hold around my throbbing, rock hard. She looks for some fresh clothes then realizes they don’t have any. “You know what we forgot?” she asks Kyle.“What’s that?”“We don’t have any fresh clothes or toiletries. We can use the motel soap and shampoo, but we’ll have to wear yesterday’s clothes.”Kyle slaps his forehead with the heel of his hand and exclaims, “You’re right. We should have picked up some things last night, but our minds were too distracted by other issues - like the new house, sex, guns, sex, getting the old house.