It’s called ‘My Right of Free Speech.’ If you do not approve of youngsters engaged in various sexual acts . . . or if you live in one of the Go...-forsaken States that bans possessing/reading such material . . then please, PLEASE, go someplace else.This is not some 4 page fuck/suck story. This story consists of almost 30 chapters! It has the main story, the back story, lots of detail, enough sex to satisfy almost everyone and some humor. It will be posted in multiple segments.Lastly, ‘A. She saw him take a measuring tape from his backpack and measure the width of the gate and write the information into a pocket notebook and he then counted the steps in the two flights up to the entrance of the house and noted that. Jennifer became alarmed and reached for her phone and poised, prepared to call the cops, believing this guy was up to no good. But then she relaxed because he was on his bike again and did a half circle and stopped right alongside the kids. Jennifer stiffened, ready. ”She let me fuck her right after the pizza came so that my cock would go down…but it didn’t. It seemed that the more pussy that I got the more pussy that my cock wanted. At least when I jerked off it would stay down for a while. Billy's Mom explained the facts of life to me, mainly that a teenage boy is always horny and thinks about pussy a million times a day. She is right. She did say that the more I fucked her the better it would be and that by Sunday night when I went home it might stay. Roy went up the wooden stairs and sat down at one of the benches. It didn’t take long and a nice looking humanoid waitress came and took his order. He coughed but didn’t say much as she asked for four credits.He knew he wouldn’t ask for another. The coffee came in a big mug and was hot and he felt quite content, watching the strange sport. Suddenly his danger sense warned him, and he reacted and swatted a thing that came flying into his direction. It was a mass of the white stuff. a strong and.