Found out pretty quickly that what he really wanted to know was if I was available. I was – gotta survive, you know. I didn’t have any place to ta...e him so I recommended a by-the-hour dive south on Jeff Davis Highway. It’s safe and clean enough, but definitely not fancy. I think Bill wanted a GF experience because he started out real slow. We were standing up in an embrace, him leaning back against the dresser. Soft kisses, rubbed my back and shoulders in a light embrace. Man, I was getting. As my cock was being stroked softly, the pre-cum acting as the natural lubricant it was, I realized that the feeling was different. I looked down to see Mikey's hand on my cock working it in a very masterful way. I had thought it was Brandon at first. Instinctively I pulled back from both Brandon's mouth and Mikey's hand. I was confused, as I had told Brandon about my feelings on playing with my brother. I also realized that my comments about not being upset with Brandon possibly playing with. Tito collapsed on top of her, crushing their bodies together as they worked to catch their breath. Christie could feel his dick softening yet it was so big it remained inside her, soaking up their juices. It wasn’t until now that Christie heard the sounds of muffled voices and feet scuffling. Her head snapped up and she caught a glimpse of two mechanics hiding behind a door with a video camera pointed at her. “What the hell!” Christie turned to search Tito’s face but found nothing more. At least Scott could see that his Dad did not have that in common with himself. His Dad had an average size cock and girth, but Scott had been blessed with a raging 8inches. He stroked as he watched Bonnie swallow his father’s load. Although he felt guilty, Scott couldn’t stop thinking about Bonnie and really didn’t want to, it seemed to be beyond his control. Something happened one night that was going to change the course of things forever. Bonnie and Michael had been to dinner and a show.