They are named after birds that are indigenous to the city,” I tell him. “Now that makes more sense. Such as Tampa being the Flamingo or Madison being the Snowy Owl,” he says smiling. He reaches into his coat pocket and offers me one of his cigars. “Do you like a good cigar?” He asks me. “Why, yes. My first wife made me give them up. She hated the smell of them so instead of constantly arguing with her, I just quit them.” masturbation I tell him. He hands me the cigar, shakes my hand and goes back to check on his agent’s domination progress on the investigation. I turn and go back inside. CHAPTER 2 I gay see John is now up and eating. I just smile and giggle to myself. Bobby comes over to me and asks how many steaks or ribs would I like to eat, or would I prefer them to make me a regular breakfast? I followed amateur John’s lead and took the ribs asking for 5 with some potato salad if there is any left. “Any left, anal there’s maybe 6 or 7 large bowls of potato salad available,” Bobby tells me. He begins to heat up the ribs and heads to the big kitchen to get another bowl of potato salad. John isn’t saying a word; he just keeps shoveling the food into his mouth. I see him with a glass of juice, no need to ask what flavor the juice is. As we sit there, a run-over looking Missy scuffs into the kitchen. She kisses John on the cheek and comes over to me to do the same thing. “Good Morning, my don’t we look all spiffy,” I say to her in a teasing manner. “David, what day is it?” she asks. “Sunday,” I tell her. Her eyes get large and she says, “Shit. Where are my clothes? I have a shift at the restaurant at 2,” she says in a much more frantic manner. “Darling, I believe that your clothes are on the floor in the garage next to your car where Sharon and I undressed you Friday night,” I say to her smiling the whole time. This makes John snort while eating. Missy gets up and heads out to the garage. A few minutes later she came back inside and asked, “Um, how do I get out of the garage. it was me. . and I'll torture you so bad. She saw me amateur looking at her stomach then threw her arms around me. “Where are you going?” Jill and I had created a masturbation moment in time that they will forever remember……and yet, the weekend isn’t over. “We won’t leave anal scars or bruises, at least nothing anyone can see. "What?" Then eternity of torture. Did the magic strength from the demon sword aid against injury also? It was a good curry and I was enjoying it as I carried on studying all the customers there when the door opened and a couple walked in and made their way to the bar. I licked as fast as I could but it was running so much that what I missed just ran down the crack of her ass. On gay the flight domination Jon asked Vicky how she was getting home and she told us that she would be waiting for a bus.