When the chiquita is right, Old Man, the chiquita is right.  You<i>do </i>want her.  I mean, look at you.  You’re never gonna sneak up on anybody with that raging boner announcing its presence beforehand.  Geez, Old Man.<br/><br/>Damn, the girl was on a mission!  It didn’t take her long at all to dispose of his shorts, quickly followed by his, er, somewhat already stained boxer-briefs.  Shit, he hated it when that happened.  Charlette took hold, quite literally, of the situation.  And when she did, leakage soon followed.  Her skillful touch was driving Paul absolutely bonkers.<br/><br/>Naturally, it was then that Charlette decided to ramp it up to 11.  The Grind.  Purely and simply agonizing, though his erection didn’t seem to mind, loving the attention.  It even twitched and leaked some more once her damp panties were felt.<br/><br/>Damn, Old Man, you two are worse than rabbits!  Get a fuckin’ room, why don’tcha! Hahahahaha.<br/><br/>Scale just increased to 13 soon after she brazenly whispered, “I know you want me.”