His tongue probed his tight hole each time it passed lubricating it with the general’s saliva. Hardy’s laptop briefcase went one way and the coffee spilt right down the dean’s shirt and pants. Hardy felt himself take a deep breath as he looked at the deans exposed hardware. The fence wall itself was over six foot high and made of red brick. As he spoke he could see the general’s cock beginning to elongate and swell. He began to moan as the general began to pick up the pace. After his seed stopped flowing the general collapsed down on Hardy’s back. Beyond that he was in the dark. For now just do your best and make sure you make the cut.” Hardy and the dean then parted ways and for the most part Hardy forgot the conversation had ever happened. This was the advantage Hardy was looking for. He wanted the general as much as he had wanted Ron. “I think I’m going to sit in the sauna for a spell before we get to business. Suddenly in one swift move the general rolled over taking Cochran with him. If I’m going home I might as well go in style.” Hardy took off all his clothes and wrapped a large white towel around his waist and walked into the sauna.
