Cheryl was coming back in from the kitchen with a pitcher ofmargaritas.There was a guy was sitting on the couch. He was fairly nice looking, abit over...-weight but no worse that I was. He was older, closer toCheryl's age than my own, maybe even a couple years older than her."Greg," Cheryl began the introductions, "this is Dave. Dave, Greg."He rose up off the couch and reached out with his hand, his face lit ina big smile. "Hi, Greg, really nice to meet you!" The accent was pureTexas sounding like. “What, Jake?” Laura Belle asked as she stuffed his soiled and foul smelling uniform into the bag.“I want to keep my bugle. It’s all I have left.”“By all means, keep your bugle. Maybe we can have it refurbished.”“I’d rather have it like it is. It reminds me of myself. It has been beaten and battered, but it is still as good as ever deep inside.”“I know I love my new son now,” Ray told him and reached out to him.They embraced as father and son and Laura Belle gathered up Jake’s remaining food. I couldn’t believe how incredible my dick felt in her pussy even though it was just the tip. She told me to go slow, so I started moving my hips back and forth with just the head of my dick inside her. She moved her hips and my dick slid all the way in. The feeling was more than I could take and I came right then. I couldn’t believe that I had cum so fast. I told her I was so sorry. She hugged me tight and told me that it was ok; but to just keep my dick in her. I was thinking what a crappy. She was very stunning and I guess she saw the look in my eyes and giggled as she said, "I do clean up pretty good don't I?" We walked over to an island bar and I handed her the paper work as we both sat down. "I took the liberty of cooking us a quick meal, if you so desire," she said as she perused the documents. Quickly signing her name to the document, she handed them back to me and said, "Ihave almost anything available for you to drink. Would you like a before dinner drink?" Before I could.