When I got back to my motel room I opened my brief case to get something to read and found the pictures I had taken of Susan with Bob. As I looked at ...the picture of Susan laying there with Bob's cock in her hand and cum all over her face I felt a little pang of guilt which was quickly replaced by a feeling of lust when I looked at the picture that showed my semen leaking from Susan's pussy. As I felt an erection beginning to build I thought about calling Susan and asking her to forgive. Suppose all she was interested in was football players, or tennis players? Some girls like boys for the cars they drive, or the clothes they wear. If she likes money, maybe she is smarter than most of those others. Look at her mother. She could have had Bunny, but she went for the good looks and the football hero instead. This friend, is it a girl or a boy?" She's a girl, but she's pretty wild, and I'm worried that Brenda might listen to her advice." You're jealous, you mean? It could happen,. My uncle pulled my arm. I did not trust this man in the black Mercedes but he was kind and helpful, I could not be disrespectful to him as he offered us a lift home and to fix my uncles car. There was something I could not put my finger on about him, but it was there, that little piece of doubt. Okay, uncle. I lifted some of the bags from the jeep and placed them in the trunk of the black Mercedes as the driver closed it. We got into the car with the older man who offered us a cool beverage. Both feeling excited and nervous about actually meeting, and knowing that they had agreed that if they felt comfortable with each other they would progress to some intimate pleasure. Placing the call as he neared the area, surprised and excited that Joe answered, he gave him directions to get to there, both sensing the excitement and nervousness. William walks to the door, and the knock arrives, seeing each other, smiling and shaking hands, Joe invites him in. Apologizing for his choice of TV.