She came closer to me and started unbuttoning my jeans. She opened the zip and then tried to pull it down. In this act, she touched my tool which was ...lready getting hard. She was noticing and smiling. Her touch was making it harder and harder. She could see a bulge inside my underwear.Now I was only in my underwear and she had a lot of clothes on her. I now needed to win as I had only my last cloth. I wanted her to be almost in the same position. Otherwise, things might not work. I played with. It read, “Here’s my number, sexy.” At the top of the screen was Cammie’s name. That explained why she’d asked me to go get her something to clean up with, even though she’d recovered a lot more than I had. It was a way to sneak my phone and send her my number.The message she had sent when I walked in read, “Welcome home.”I fought through the weariness that had been sinking its teeth into me ever since I filled her mouth full of cum to type, “If your Dad sees this in your phone, it’s not. Setting my keys and purse on the table by the door, I walked through the house.“Roy, I’m home, where are you?” I called out looking in the kitchen. Not having found him, I decided to change my clothes and relax. I walked towards my bedroom, stopping only to remove my sneakers, then continuing to my room. This is where I find Roy, lying on my bed, holding a red rose and smiling. “Hi, didn’t you hear me call you?” I asked smiling at the Cheshire cat grin he was wearing. “And just why are you. " I got it," I cut him off again, while I was unlacing my boots and taking off my socks. A little water and some dirt and I figured the 'honey' was dirty and bedraggled enough.One last look through the monocular and I set off toward the front door. I hoped the asshole remembered to turn on the night vision in his scope.Twenty yards from the front door, I made a right turn and moved well out of Zeus' line of fire. My heel didn't make much of a dent in the hard pack of the desert floor, but I'd.
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