They are run by hackers, for hackers, and half the fun is getting inside someone else’s game and wreaking havoc. Most—including mine—are on the ...omains set up by John Patterson. That gave me the creeps just now.I created a game over the past year that was designed to discover where my former bosses from Henderson Associates had squirreled away over a billion dollars of assets. It had been eighteen months now since I helped the police put them in jail, but there was still no sign of the money.. We all pretended (at least most of us did) that we only reciprocated so we could get our cock sucked. Well, I never pretended with Tony, he knew that I loved his dick. He would drop his pants when no one else was around and I would nuzzle his package through his tight white briefs. I would inhale his musky male smell, I would kiss his penis and lick it through his briefs, then he would whip it out and I would make love to his maleness. I adored his dick and balls, I even told him so.Tony knew. As he waited for the early bus to arrive, Jason noted that Latina he’d seen a few days ago. She had noticed him, and her eyes widened in excitement when she saw him. Unconsciously, she licked her lips and walked over to the stop to stand right next to him, inside the hutch. Reaching into his Gaian senses, Jason took in the feelings that the girl was going through and he almost choked on his food.Taking a beat to clear his airway, Jason focused on the sensations he gleaned from the girl. She. I had to admit it was usually a good place for Bob to pick up on all of the latest rumors, innuendo and hearsay while getting a brisk prostate massage or his tonsils spit-shined.Apparently Bob had really enjoyed the nice view of the business end of my new client and after long minutes of ogling her scantily clad furred rump his yule log was about to get all eggnoggy inside his breeches. Sucking off the pair of beef whistle custard launchers had only whetted his appetite for a big cock-chowder.