. " she told him."What? Oh, you mean he went soft?" he asked, surprised."Yeah! And he got really upset and he left and he wouldn't even talk to me," s...he whined. "He just said, 'I gotta go, ' and he left." Hmm... Was he drunk?" No. I asked him and he said he wasn't. I mean, I don't care. It's not like I was using him for sex and that's it or something."Danny sighed. "Hmm... Man! I mean, I'm sure he's really upset, and he was probably too upset to talk." Well why did it happen?" she demanded.. She didn't wanted me to see that Ronny was there waiting for her.I left my son at my folks and went to Michael's office where Michael and the garage owner, Richard - Rick among his friends - was waiting for me with coffee and newly baked Danish. The coach was expected to arrive around nine o'clock for breakfast and Michael expected the first report from his acquaintance. He or she was equipped with a small laptop PC with wireless fast Turbo 3G connection and cell phone with a camera of fair. But her face and her breasts helped. She had been reading a copy of ‘Snow Falling on Cedars’ when I came in, and she had put it down the wrong way, spine up. I asked what she liked most about the book. ‘Oh, the description of the landscape. I love the details of it, how beautiful and important it is, but I can’t get past the irony of how it is finally just a setting for human conflict.’ I told her I had read it mainly for the sex, and she laughed, her tired eyes crinkling and her lips opening.. Just then I guided my cock into his hole. I started off slowly to get him used to it, but quickly I started to pound his ass. "Uhhh o joey umphh umphh OOO UHH!" he moaned. His moans were getting so loud I took a pillow and put his face in it. He was bascially shouting in pleasure in the pillow as my balls smacked against his ass. I pulled him up and made him kiss me as we continued to fuck. Soon he wanted to change the pace, so I layed down flat on the couch and he got on top of me. It was so.