The man smirked and flagged down the bartender. Im Magnus by the way, The man said as the bartender set down their drinks, Magnus Crowley. Darius. Dar...us replied with a smile. No last name? Darius just smiled knowingly and sipped his drink. Thats alright. Everyone has their secrets. Magnus grinned. Some more than others. Darius muttered. Amen. Darius sipped at his drink, curiously watching the interesting stranger. I havent seen you around here before. Darius noted. I try to avoid this part of. Fucking quacks; I'd had enough of them in the last six days; I'd been poked, prodded and even had a rectal thermometer up my jacksie. I was not in a good mood.Mr. Rogers gently lowered my penis and nodded sagely at my crotch, as if my cock had just uttered some nugget of medical wisdom that only he was privy to."Whoever did the operation in Vietnam did excellent work," he said. "The suturing is very good indeed. Really top-class."An irrational spasm of annoyance furrowed my brow as I realised. Her pussy juice was wetting her panties!! Marcus took the backof his hand and index finger and rubbed it across the front of mywife’s bush on the outside of her panties. A few more stray pussyhairs popped from the sides as he moved his finger up and down.As he flicked his black finger across the front of my wife’s panties,he began to tease my strait-laced wife. “Barb, you sure do have somepretty panties. That body of yours sure fills them out nice." Hewhispered."Barb, take your skirt off". . it’s very sexy looking between your teenage legs and seeing your white panties.” He rubbed himself.“I’ve seen your girl’s underwear like this, Allen. The kids aren’t modest anymore. They don’t seem to care.”“Yeah, me too”, said Allen. “And to be honest, one day when I was at your house, Kiley was wearing a short school skirt ... like you have on, Arya ... plopped herself down in a chair and accidentally flashed her panties. I think they were pink. I got so turned on I went to the bathroom and.