Ten years younger than me. We'd met on Tinder the night before and bonded over our mutual love for a neighborhood ice cream spot with bomb Thai Iced T...ea ice cream. The deal was she'd give me the blowjob of a lifetime if I took her out for some ice cream. So far, things far exceeded my expectations.Before I knew it, my cock was all the way down her throat. She bopped up and down with excitement, saliva pouring down her chin, dripping onto her tits."You like it when I suck you, babe?" She. Then we had retirement funds in another account and one bank account listed under the name, "Investments." We had just about decided to open our own roadhouse. The Buck Horn was okay, but we were getting tired of Walt Deaver's continual whining and bitching. He wanted to pay us less since we were "fixtures" there and he had given us our first chance.Connie put a stop to that by informing him that we had sold a whole bunch of singles and had three albums out and another one on the way. The CD. "Diana dropped the Escalade into gear and followed the other vehicle across the back and down the driveway. "Arlene, you and Dave have done a great job on this driveway." Uh, Mom, I don't know what Dad will say about me using the snowplow on the driveway..." Oh, he might grumble a bit, but that's all. I still don't want you out on the county road with the threat still hanging over us, though. But he'll just have to get used to our daughter growing up." Then realizing how ridiculous that. Scott glanced at the small window looking out into the office and knew they could be seen at the desk. He reached down and took Rachel's wrist, half leading half dragging her to the corner behind the door where they couldn't be seen. He snapped the lock on the door and turned and pressed Rachel back against the wall pinning her wrist against the rough textured wallpaper. His hand reached behind her head pulling her to him as his tongue invaded her lips. He reached down and pulled her blouse.