“Thanks for being so understanding. I’m glad you worry about me, though you have to watch out for being overprotective. Thanks for letting me work... through it without trying to stop me. And thanks for making so much time for me.”“You’re welcome. You know, after a few months in Chicago, you might get tired of being with me all the time!” I teased.“Never, Steve Adams. You know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ll never, ever get tired of being with you!”“Nor I you, Honey.”I dropped. "You're going to make me cum again, Sweetheart. Areyou ready for more?" You know I'm always ready for more," she said as she licked my neither.That's the little bit of skin between your ass hole and your pussy that'sneither ass hole nor pussy. (So much for my career as a stand-upcomedian.) Now where were we? Oh yes. Kay was now sucking my balls, andmy cock was throbbing and on the verge of ejaculating. She licked my cockfrom the base to the head. Then she licked my pee lips and inserted. ”She nodded. “At the dinner, last night, Tony advised me of the, er, activities of our Defence Secretary and the bold Admiral Booth. Cadbury is, as you know, one of my most ardent critics. He has openly complained of my liberalism towards, for example, our gay community, to abortion, to immorality generally. He leans farther to the right than Genghis Khan and would happily stab me in the back. He wouldn’t stab me in the front because he hasn’t got the nerve.”She sat and a flunky miraculously. It really was a complex.I parked and got out. The first thing I saw was a covey of overweight ladies a bit younger than me, each wearing a too-small t-shirt reading: “Innamincka Hotel – Burke and Wills never had it so good”. Rather bad taste, I thought. [Burke and Wills died, short of supplies, on or about 30 June 1861 near Cooper Creek.]I got a single room for the night and saw a signpost for Cooper Creek. I stretched my legs by walking there, discovering several concessions renting kayaks and.