Seems like a good day for funny.’ ‘Brigit. She is too.’ ‘Fuck,’ I think I said, but by that point I was laughing so hard I could hardly brea...he. ‘Yeah, it’s almost biblical, ya know what I mean. Two old farts, old enough to know better, anyway, about to go off around the world, and we’re gonna have babies. Ain’t life rich!’ ‘Yeah, I can’t wait to walk beside you in a park somewhere, pushing baby strollers.’ ‘Fuck you, Anders. Just…fuck you.’ We laughed all the way out the airport, though I’m. It was long and almost black-purple in color at its base, but closer to the tip it changed color to a bright maroon. Its head was even lighter in color and strangely came to a sharp point at its very tip. Dark veins protruded from the sides to complete the spectacle.Jonas settled back into the same moth-eaten chair that Ken had occupied earlier and smiled broadly."Beth, come over here and fluff up old Jonas' big Johnson... give it a good suck, honey."Beth instantly obliged.Ken felt as if he had. This was the man who’d taken care of the vineyards his entire life, the man who’d give him everything Henri wanted if he could. A hard ass, but really just a softie.He cleared his throat. “Any minute.”“What?” His dad leaned forward, fingering the white gauzy curtains back from the window.Henri tried not to stare at the way his dad’s skin hung from his frame. The thin white hair curling from the neck of his white undershirt. Wrinkles and sags, all the signs of an old man, a cliche that would. Come along." Daddy tugged on the leash as we walked along the parking lot towards the door of this seedy place. I wasn't even sure what town we were in anymore, I had heard & read about places like this, but I didn't know one was nearby. Daddy had put me through more than I had ever experienced before already, and I was more and more in his control. Nobody knew where I was, not even me, and there was no backing out as my horniness increased, feeling the vibrating plug with every step. We.