He was fishing for clues….no date, a girl waiting on me, etc….I told him if I had a date it would not be with a girl. Tipton’s beefy thighs. Gay sex My fingers grazed over his hand as we passed off the beer. I told him my cousin lived with us on our tobacco farm and he had been home from Vietnam for two years.The interview was going well. I was loving his tongue entering my hungry hole. I leaned over and kissed him….I told him to unzip his trousers and I’d be happy to be the one to give him a blow job in his car. He told me to stop by his office and he would give me the contact information. He said, “son, I’ll do whatever you want.” While he was puffing of his pipe. As we walked across the parking lot I noticed we were approaching a beautiful 1977 Saab 99.
