Once there he saw that she had leaned her bike against the back of his car and was waiting."What's your name?" She asked the simplest of questions. "J...ack," he replied. "So, Jack. Do you make a habit of walking around places like this late at night naked?" It's not a habit, just a nice diversion." She giggled."Nice diversion indeed. I have been known to ride my bike nude out here. The night air feels great." I'd have to agree." Jack punctuated his statement by wrapping his hand around his cock. I'm sure they'd originally been filled with other things too.They were empty now though and had been separated. We also had hardware to build a-frame type hoist for each barrel to be used when lowering a prospect into the near boiling water and then pulling them back out. We even had a sort of lifting arm to attach to the Farmall's three point hookup for moving the dead hogs from place to place as we processed them.Of course there was some building we needed to do to augment the hardware Rose. Fuck, he was hot. So firm and young and eager to please. His cock was around seven inches I’d estimate, a good size, and thick, any time now it was going to be inside my greedy pussy and I couldn’t wait. We kissed and stroked each other and the room was filled with our panting. He started sucking on one of my nipples and opening my pussy lips with his fingers, finding my juicy wetness and stiffened clit, he rhythmically rubbed me as I gripped my fingers in his shiny, dark hair as he suckled me.. He was doing some important research. Now that he was an official sex-fighter in the SSFS (a super secret organization of the world’s richest people who trained and managed sexually explicit mixed martial arts for fun) Tommy had access to the secret websites where many videos and statistics were archived. The first thing he watched was the fight he had with the sexy Araña the other night, the unplanned event that introduced him to the secret world of sexual combat. Watching the fight over again.