"But at the age of thirty-one, Anne also knew she'd probably have to take the first step. The boy was awed by her, that much was clear. She finished h...r drink, put it down, and took the guitar from him and placed it beside the sofa.Then the tall brunette leaned over and kissed him with naked lust. She slithered her tongue deep into his mouth, writhing it around. A moment later she put her warm hand on his thick pounding prick and squeezed."Would you like to fuck me, Jack?" she whispered hotly. I had not been served that way very many times but this effort moved quickly to the top of the list. I was soon tremblingly erect and, at another small gesture, she withdrew her face from my rigid cock, which sprang up and pointed toward the ceiling, climbed up onto my knees, scooted forward, tilted up her hips and took my pole's reddened head into her tiny, folded cunny.She was, I noted, nearly hairless in her groin, and I wondered if that area had been shaved or if she was very young despite. I’m just an all-out, totally committed, one hundred percent, old-fashioned homosexual. I’m as gay as they come.”“So, you’re the ones making my Stanley and his buddies in the Klan and underworld sweat buckets of late. You’re causing them serious restless nights, and now they’re really running scared. Between your reporting, Amos, and your support for it, Damien, you’ve both got them to their wits’ end. I bet that it would be extra humiliating for them if they ever learn that a Tarheel cracker. They tickled. Ethan laughed too and the tension of the last few hours evaporated as his laughter echoed within the empty locker room. For a little while the only sounds to be heard were the rustle of denim grinding against denim, soft grunts from Ethan and my own panting breath.The friction was driving me crazy and I needed to touch him. One hand trailed down his chest to the waistband of his jeans. I dipped the tips of my fingers inside and whispered them back and forth across his belly. His.