No one was there.Mayfield took a deep breath and slowly turned the handle, wincing, half expecting an alarm to go off at any moment. It didn't and he ...lowly eased the door open.Looking around one last time, Mayfield slipped through the door and gently closed it. Silence greeted him. He slowly walked down the corridor, pausing at each door to look in each room, hoping to find Mandy and her sister.The corridor dead ended into another corridor. Mayfield flattened himself against the right wall and. It was fuckin’ fantastic. You just hafta find the right person.Mattie was a looker, in both senses. He was amazin’ly handsome, with thick curly brown hair bleached tan at the ends by salt and sun, pale blue eyes, a straight, thin aristocratic nose, the kind of chin which still looks good even when you get jowls, a dancer’s neck column, shoulders like Superman, and pecs to match. He was wearin’ white nylon rugby shorts with short legs, the kind which let me see just how good his legs were –. If Pepsi had made their bottles in the shape of my mother's legs, Coca-Cola Corporation would be a penny stock today. My goal however, was motivated by my memory of one of her naked breasts. I'd never even heard of cunt. If I succeeded in exposing both of her nursing bottles to me, I would title myself Calvin the Conquerer. Her tall, sturdy girdle left far too much to the imagination. Her reaction to my second theft left none.Expecting the worst, I awaited her in the living room 'in one. Despues de un rato que todos ya habian vuelto a dar la vuelta al rededor mio me dijeron que ya haban a terminar, que pusiera mi pecho en la alfombra para que parara mas mi culito para que no se caera nada y asi comenzaron a terminar cada uno adentro de mi, el primero fue mi cuñado que como es la mas gruesa senti cono sus venas se inchaban en cada descarga de semen que me daba, cuando termino me dijo que socara mi culito para que no votara nada y asi hice y cada una descargo su semen adentro de.