Just don't make too much noise. I don't think I can handle that."Suddenly, Sally became quiet and sullen. "Why didn't your father call?" she said to B...bby but mostly to herself. "That's odd."She picked up the telephone and dialed the number she had scribbled down, waited, and then poked in the extension. She looked at Bobby with the phone pressed to her ear, her finger tapping it, and then her eyes shifted and became alert as she introduced herself into the phone. Bobby watched his mother's. He chugged, letting the water dribble down his chin and splash his pecs until his nipples shone through. Then he let it drizzle his scalp, running his hands over his forehead to wash out the sweat. He looked over at Carson.“Want some?”“Sure--”He held the bottle to his crotch and flicked it forward, sending a few drops squirting into Carson’s face.“You fucker!” Carson sputtered.“Thought you might wanna cool down,” Armisen apologized, handing Carson the bottle. Carson didn’t know how to tell him. I came hard and immediate. I could not believe how good it felt at that instant!I stopped moving so my body could recover from that explosion. I was putty in his hands and would have done anything at that point. He pulled me off him and rolled me to the side. He then positioned me so I was bent over the couch and he was behind me. He slid his cock into my wet pussy from behind. To my pleasure he also started rubbing my asshole again. Sam fucked me slowly as he was rubbing my pussy juices. If you are offended by characters who are truly dedicated Christians this is not the story for you. However, Christian or not, if you like horror stories you might like this one.] The Story. My name is John Murphy. I have a strange tale to tell you. You won’t believe it, and I don’t expect you to. It is my understanding that several other sources will be added to my record. Being only one person I can’t have seen all the events, but my friends will fill in the gaps. Here is what happened last.