“Damn that’s a nice tit…I mean hit!..Sorry”..his face flushed again as I handed him the doob. Porn “You want me to give you a shotgun?” I said. He was squeezing my cheeks like he was making lemonade. “You want a little taste” I said playfully but he just said no and continued running his hands through his hair. I laid back on the chair, sipping my warm, no ice, tea. “Not bad for a fifty year old..don’t you think?”
“Not bad at all!” He said and this time he was smiling from ear to ear. “You want a little taste” I said playfully but he just said no and continued running his hands through his hair. “When your done you can let yourself out, maybe get a move on with that pole cause I’m dyin in here without my air” I gave him a smile and headed back out to the pool.
