That is why he used his initials JP whenever he introduced himself. WTF! Though the beat was heavy, time seemed to slow down for them as they gazed into each other’s eyes. They wore simple white flowing dresses. Soon the stove was hot enough to boil water for his coffee. At 26, he managed to scrap past college and worked a 9 – 5 in a cubicle at a non-descript building. They explained that they grew up in San Francisco with their parents. Once JP’s body finished releasing its seminal fluid, it switched over to the other pressing need. She was definitely in charge of this trip, he was just along for the ride. When the water was sufficiently hot, he poured his coffee and ate his makeshift breakfast in silence. JP was high and dry. JP wanted to avoid traffic and left mid-morning Tuesday. If the site allowed camping, he might even consider camping here for a restful vacation. He dutifully started to lick her pussy, which was like a dripping ice cream cone.
