He said, “Joe, why don’t you stay here and make the arrangements for getting the transmission repaired on the truck? Maybe you can get a friend to...help you tow it here.”Uncomfortable at the attention from Ed, Joe replied, “Okay.”Smiling at his discomfort, Ed said, “I’m going to take your father over to Shirley’s for something cool to drink.”Manuel replied, “I don’t drink. You know, I drive for a living and can’t afford it.”“Neither do I. I was thinking of a Coke,” said Ed. Noticing the shocked. “It really will be an exciting opportunity for you Peter. You can travel with us, learn all about the Circus, meet people, see wonderful things. You can save all of your money and take it home to your father when you’ve had enough.” By the time Peter arrived home (having run all the way again) it was getting late, but his father had been so tied up in his work that he hadn’t even noticed his son’s absence. ***** Chapter 8 Throughout the next day Peter considered the offer that Joe had. It was her most forbidden fantasy, and one that violentlyaroused her as she considered it now. Margaret's cheeks flushed brightly as she slurped on Walter's cock, determined to milk a really big load of cum juice out of his prick. "Harder," Walter panted. "Oh, shit, you suck my cock so good!" Margaret started beating his cock as she sucked, whipping her strong righthand tirelessly up and down his huge, aching cock meat. Her cocksucking soundsgrew progressively louder, as she eagerly. I went to bed but couldn’t sleep and my curiosity got the better of me. I wondered if one of the girls had returned with the guy who had the large front bedroom, so at about 1am I went into my lounge, leaving the light off. I looked out over the rood, being careful I couldn’t be seen. The light was on in his bedroom and I could see that he had someone sat on the bed with him, but I couldn’t make out what they looked like. I went to my backroom and got the small pair of binoculars. I was able to.