’ I commented while making an obvious adjustment to my boner.“Yea and it looks like she really enjoys sucking the snake.” he laughed. Then... he leaned back and slid is hand down the front of his jeans. He adjusted his boner and after he pulled his hand out he said that he was cool about doing it if I was. I told him it sounded good to me still.We both undid our belts and opened our jeans. I slid my jeans down to my knees and Paul followed suite. He was wearing briefs with rockets all. I saw the outline of her light blue lace bra holding her large breasts. "We want something dressy, but not too revealing for her job." I explained to Natasha. "Yes, I can help you with that." I saw her eyes gaze down Amber’s body as she answered, "Wait a moment please while I look for what you desire, Sir." We watched as she went to a few racks, pulling some clothes from them. When she returned, Natasha had five blouses and five matching skirts over her arm. The clothes all had colors of blue,. Dinner was surprisingly mellow. Mr. Montoya was much more down to earth when he was around his family and gathered around the table for a meal. It was easy to see just how much Kelli was the apple of his eye, and how much effort she made in return ensure he was proud of her.The questioning was good-natured, but thorough. I talked about conditions in Afghanistan and Iraq, without discussing any of what I did while I was there. One of the younger cousins began to ask a question about who I killed. A pound of butter. How is this sex fantasy?" She asked, somewhat perplexed."Oh, I'm sorry. Wrong paper." I said somewhat apologetically.It took the grocery list back and reached into my pocket again and produced the copy of 'Lost Tribe'. I handed it to the Queen. She studied it intently for several minutes and then spoke."Very impressive. I see you really are a sex fantasy writer." She said handing me back the paper, "What can I do for you?" I am here in search of the ultimate sexual.