Clayton squirmed, its breath warm on his skin, and it opened its mouth to reveal a blue tongue that grazed his shoulder as if tasting the sheen of swe...t that coated him. It dragged the impossibly long organ across his throat, so hot and slimy, and he found an erection growing in his underwear despite his uncertainty.He tried to tell himself that the heat and humidity were clouding his judgment, that the rumbling call was muddling his brain, but he felt himself reaching up a hand to run it along. Soften her up a little more..."Just then Nina felt someone jostle past her and caught just a glimpse of a long-haired, beetle-browed man who darted between the intervening passersby, ripped the purse from the brunette's shoulder and took off at a dead run down the crowded block."Stop, thief! Stop, thief!" Shouting loudly and brandishing his cane like a character in an old-fashioned melodrama, Borman surged after the running figure and a second later both of them disappeared around a corner. A. Now the awaited moment, down came the shorts. Cindy’s eyes were riveted. If she was trying not to look surprised, she was making a piss poor job of it. I had never seen her eyes so wide open, not even when I sodomized her. He put his hand under his balls to loosen them. His mighty cock swung like Big Ben’s pendulum. The shaft was thick and the head, thankfully, was small, which must have facilitated penetration. He was cut and mainly shaven, except for a little fuzz above the cock. His balls. They have one they promised would be done tonight and they need the parts ten minutes ago.’ Lee climbed up the steps from the pit he was standing in. He left his work light and tools where they lay. His face was dotted with dust that had turned to mud in the sweat. His arms were covered with dirt and grease to his shoulders. There were smudges of grease on his face from where he wiped the sweat off. His once white T-shirt was wet with sweat and covered with mud and grease. To look at him you.