-Caleb- My Jacey was wet for me as I slowly curled my fingers inside her, and I groaned, imagining the feel of that warm, tight wetness around my dick. But this was about her, not me, and even if I died of blue balls, I was going to pleasure the fuck out of her before thinking of opening my pants.
“You’d better be,” Hank said. “And I’ll expect you home by tomorrow.” “No can do,” I responded, starting to pant myself. “I’m afraid I booked three nights here so Jacey and I can see the sights.” Hank growled. “What are you doing right now?” “Hiking. Working up quite a sweat, actually,” I said, g
Jocelyn hummed happily, and I gave her scalp some extra, unnecessary massaging before rinsing out the shampoo and moving on to conditioner. “Caleb, you’re really good at this,” Jocelyn sighed. “Practice makes perfect,” I said evasively. “You had another girlfriend with long hair,” Jocelyn inferre
-Jacey- The lavender freshness of the bath didn’t last long, and neither did the braid. Oh, we’d had every intention of going out to see the sights Grand Marais and the North Shore of Lake Superior had to offer, but instead, I’d ended up staring at the ceiling fan while Caleb ravaged me again. Not
“Okay, baby.” Caleb gave me a nervous half-smile, but I took his words as a promise just the same. Caleb rolled me underneath him, both of us getting lost in the sex once more. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and closed my eyes as Caleb had me, slow and sweet. He massaged my ass as h
-Caleb- All things being equal, I’d have rather been back at the motel having sex therapy with Jocelyn. As it was, I was now sitting at a table across from Pierson, who had taken out a recording device and a notepad. “Mr. Killeen, do you mind if I record this conversation?” Pierson asked. “Go rig
“Well, hopefully the Mounties will be able to find these loggers. I take it you didn’t stay exposed on the shoreline?” Pierson continued. “No. We decided we needed to get to shelter. That’s how the trouble started. We found one of those cabins that Jacey once told me were ‘grandfathered in’ by the
I nodded. “Yes, sir.” “I’m just going to go make some calls and interview Miss Collins. You sit tight. I’m filing this report with the district attorney, but I honestly don’t see it going anywhere. I’ll probably know within the hour, okay?” Pierson said kindly. “Thank you, sir,” I replied. Pierso