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"It turned out the darkness was caused by the wet cloth across my forehead and eyes. I removed it and saw Lemon standing beside the couch. He had a gin rickey in one hand and a cognac in the other."Wasn't sure which you'd prefer," he said.I preferred both. They gave me the nerve to ask.Lemon eased onto the couch with me, a little stiffly because his back had been acting up recently. I knew because I also moonlight as the accountant for his chiropractor. He hesitated like a man seeking a way to beat around the bush. Unable to find one, he brought out the chain saw."You made a wish and the genie granted it." Genie?" I'd heard mice with a deeper voice. He was serious, so I considered his words. In a way, he made sense.Look, it's easy for you to say, "That's silly. Nobody'd ever think that." That's because you've always woke up wearing your own face.The wrinkles in Lemon's brow deepened. "Excuse me, Mister Danmark, but do you remember anythin'?" I remember coming in. I remember Artie. He ignored his cock in favor of bringing her another orgasm. He hadn’t cared much for it with the whore, but with Abby, he could lick her cunny all damned day.“Please, Caleb.”Her broken whisper undid him and he crawled up her body, bestowing gentle kisses on her flesh as he went. Still holding her hands, he hooked his free arm around one thigh and opened her to his cock. She gasped and her eyes closed as he slid deep inside. His hips jerked as she tightened around him and he had to look away from her flushed face before he spilled inside her like an untried boy.He flexed his hips, angling himself so he rubbed against that spot inside her. When her hips bucked against him, he moved faster, desperate to give her pleasure once more before he came. He let go of her thigh and reached down to pinch the nubbin at the apex of her sex, rubbing it furiously until she screamed out her release, her inner muscles squeezing him to the point of pain as she dragged his seed from his body.He groaned.
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Very!”I shrugged.“You want a drink, Dad?”“Brandy?”He smiled at me, which was a rarity. “Yes,” he offered.He knew my weakness is cognac, more so since my idiot doctor banned it.I followed Tom into the hotel. Like me, he’s a lanky beanpole except, since my retirement a year earlier, the inactivity caused me to add ten pounds.In the lounge, we allowed our bodies to settle into the depths of the leather armchairs.“We can’t drink on empty stomachs.” He handed me a menu. “Lunch?”“Thank you, Tom. That will be good.”While we perused the menus, an attractive waitress arrived. She appeared to be in her early twenties, all smiles and eager to please.“What would you like, Dad?”“A sandwich will suit me.” I attempted to gain the attention of the waitress who hadn’t seemed to notice my existence. It was obvious her interest was in Tom’s handsome features. I coughed loudly. “Miss!”With a lack of enthusiasm, her gaze abandoned his Paul Newman blue eyes as she turned to me with a false smile.“Tuna,” I.

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