I'mtwenty right now. And sorry to ask, but, how old is yourcompanion? He is a hunk, isn't he?"I almost spit some soup. "He is twenty eight." I said bl...ushing alot."Oh! He is with you? I thought he was only your bodyguard. What amistake! Sorry... oh I'm so ashamed." She says blushing too."No!" I almost shout "He is only a friend, just a friend." Really? Cause you don't have to be ashamed, he is a god, Ialmost jumped him when you arrived, he is a little weird andwalks strangely, but it doesn't. "Coach Toombs chuckled again, "Okay, Dave, here's how it works. Your personal DeaconOne card is specially programmed to let you open the front door of the golf center. You can come and go as you please but this facility is not meant for anything except golf - am I clear on that?"Dave nodded, "I understand. I promise I won't abuse the privilege."Coach Toombs led Dave to the locker room and showed him his locker and where he could store and clean his clubs. He also showed him where the practice. We are going to have to see them in person though." After we see them, we may have to steal one. If we can't book it for the day we need to sail," I suggested."Then let's see if all three will work, so that we have a choice. Maybe we can get one of them to fit into our plan, without a theft from the dock. From my work I can tell you hijacking it is much easier."Take the Martin's SUV and go see the boats. When you get back, we can make a decision." I said.Alex nodded, then walked back to his. Victoria’s pink tongue darted out of her mouth, flicking over his thick, purple cock head. She swirled it all over, smearing his cream. He tasted salty. “Mmm…suck it, baby. Please,” he pleaded. Her warm mouth enclosed over his plum, engulfing it with moist heat. She heard him gasp, and it made her feel powerful. James felt her teeth scrape lightly over the ridge of his glans, as her tongue tickled the sensitive skin underneath his helmet. His hips bucked lightly, fucking her mouth. His legs.