Serve her right, wouldn’t it?But the door was open when he got there. Not all the way open; just a crack. Through that crack he saw a dark hallway a...d a glimpse of movement. He realized someone was watching him, but it wasn’t the Brookwood woman. He blinked and rubbed his eyes when he recognized the face.“Willie?”Herb’s son turned and ran. Without thinking, Herb barged in, hand already reaching out to grab the kid’s retreating shirt collar. But by the time Herb stepped over the threshold,. His birthday was coming and he wanted to get the bike running in time to get his license.“Sorry to wake you,” said Abe realizing that he had probably wakened everyone in the neighborhood.“It’s a sharp looking bike. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, you did a good job on it,” commented Jerry while rubbing his arms to warm up. He regretted not having put on a shirt before coming outside.“Thanks,” replied Abe.The front door opened and Bill, wearing only his boxers, staggered out onto the. I just love cock." Do you love my cock, you dirty little whore?" He didn't often talk dirty to me, the few times we did it, but he was really getting off on it this time."Oh yes," I said. "Fuck me with your big beautiful cock. Fuck your teenage neighbor!" "The teenage street whore, you mean." "Am I Mr. Wilson?" You're such a good fuck," he told me. "Your tight little whore pussy is so wet!" He folded my legs up and leant his weight against them as leverage,. She closed her eyes and got more and more into her self-pleasure. Phillip was mesmerized and could barely swallow he was so turned on. Lisette began fingering herself, making herself cum, releasing all the pressure that had been built up from the earlier play they shared. Lisette stopped just before she reached her climax and she got on her knees in front of Phillip and lowered his zipper. She looked up at him with an incredibly seductive look in her eyes and licked her sexy lips. Phillip.