Iva became very special to us. Not only as someone who kept our household, but also as a desireable person.Sometimes we had sex around the house, and ...we started to get negligent about tracks or lefted clothings around our house. Sometimes it wasn't only a slip or a boxer on the sofa, or something more obvious, like marks or a toy, not hidden away. She never made a point. But we were aware, she realized, and finally we began making it on purpose.It started to turn us on, when she finds marks of. It was NatalieMerchant.Farewell todaytravel on nowBe on your wayGo safely awayAnd never worry never careBeyond this dayFarewell tonightTo all joy and to all delightI walked awkwardly over to the bar, looking out thesliding doors at the empty sky. Trying not to look atGonzo. It didn't matter. When I got over to the barhe was standing so close to me that I could feel theheat pouring off his compact little body. "Here," he held a glass out to me.When I reached for it my eyes fell down onto the. My cock was out and I was thoroughly enjoying my cock and balls - about 6 thick inches hard with a nice big cut head, and tight balls that I shave all the time. I was so horny that I was making enough lube with my precum to stroke and taste at the same time.I casually leaned over and saw some legs across the way. Feeling especially horny that day I pulled my pants down to my ankles and squatted down in my booth. Now my balls and hard cock were dangling for the guy across the way. (Not to. Not that it makes the scenery any less pleasant, but it shows how man-made things are always in effect with nature. I make the most of my sitting in these rather comfy cabin chairs by gazing out over the canyon. Seldom do I choose to offer a glance to my equally less-than-talkative companion, who when I do look is never breaking her stare at me. The cabin feels almost claustrophobic, the two of its only occupiers, the brief amount of luggage neatly stored away above us. The smoke freely passes.