Emily smirked and handed it to me. I pulled the cork and carefully took a swig. I was better prepared this time and kept my breath as I felt the warmt... spread down to my stomach. I re-corked the jug and handed it back with a smirk of my own.“Not bad, Yankee,” Stephie said, nodding her approval. “If you two want to be alone now, I can go for a walk.”Emily looked at me and I nodded.“Yeah, I think so,” Emily said to Stephie.“Steve, let me have the keys to your Trans Am. I ain’t goin’ to drive it,. It won't be long afore this pissant is out of the way and a real man will mount ye." Know any 'real men' then?" Dent said dryly. "I certainly don't see any around here." Why you little shit, I'll break ya in two..." Fatso reached his hand out to grab Dent but the breastplate defeated his first try. Casually Dent lifted his left arm allowing the big man to grab it and pull him in.Dent looked at the hand holding his arm and then up into the leering face."I suggest you release my arm immediately,". "Okay, now you two may go to bed if you wish."We were polite enough to allow Mom to finish her last sentence, but we have no idea whether or not Dad had anything to add. What we did in bed is so obvious that I am not going to describe it here. However, I will say that both of us were sore in slightly different places. I was walking kind of funny, so I was glad that today was Saturday and not a school day. Well, Tom was walking kind of gingerly, too, but he claimed that it was from very tired. Then slowly pulling all the way out. enjoying the view of my dick opening up another bbc loving slut. holding him by the hips I give a hard thrust deep inside his bitchboipussy, causing him to jump off my cock" don't run from this dick bitch" pulling him back by the hips once more slamming my cock back inside him with all the force I could manage. "its to big daddy" the slut tries to scream once again jumping off my dick raising my hand swiftly hammering it down onto those cheeks like a hammer.