What better way to let her confront the concept of 'talents'?" he asked reasonably."Well, I don't know. What if she freaks out? I'm not sure this is t...he right time or venue to do this," I said worriedly.Ben chuckled. "You were supposed to win her over, Scott. I think you have fallen for her, as hard or harder than she has for you. Remember the big picture, Scott. Don't lose sight of it," Ben finished with a gentle warning."Yeah, I like her a lot. You said to go out and win her over, but that's. No visible smoke resonates at the moment, but walking in this place just puts more of a burden on the lungs than being outside. Every few steps is a door, some open and showing suitcases full of cocaine. God, take one whiff in this place and you're high as a kite.The destination is right up on the second floor, following the stairwell at the end of the hallway. Funny enough, the stairwell is more tolerable than the rest of the building, albeit cooler. Of course, never cold. This is Vice City. Mandy was sucking hard, her wet lips pressed tightly to her son's leg. She pressed her tongue onto the swollen bump, she felt her breasts rubbing against Mark's lower leg, her sensitive nipples hardened because of it. She unconsciously moved her other hand a little further up the back of her son's leg, cupping the bottom of his ass cheek.Mandy started to rock her body against her son's leg, her pussy throbbing with desire. She took her lips away from his swollen lump, but ran her hot, wet. We went out started with a few drinks sat on the lovely grass around the burning fire and chatted till late. We were quite drunk by 11 and decided to have dinner. After we ate we sat there for some time. It was beyond midnight and the girls were sleepy.I was in no mood to sleep so I sat there for a while, under the moon thinking about Neha’s luscious ass. The girls had gone to sleep by now and it was almost one. I went into the room to get a smoke and saw my girlfriend sleeping, she was tired.