Squeeze that cute little ass for me baby.” My grandpa hissed as I stood by the door, my cock aching to get free. I’m bisexual by the way, just to ...hrow that in there. “Yes, yes, yes.” Was all I heard out of Andre’s mouth, probably the only words he knew at the moment. “Åh Gud, farbror hårdare! Jag är på väg att komma!” Were the words I heard and later learned that it means “oh god, uncle harder! I’m about to come!”.I kept watching the dirty deed go down and I was gripping my hard cock through. ‘Since you asked, you get to use it next.’ Her wet blonde hair was brushed back neatly. Maggie came padding into the kitchen on bare feet and took a deep sniff. ‘Damn! He makes good coffee. Now I know I’m in love.’ ‘Lust, you mean,’ Mandy said. ‘Love. Lust. They’re close to the same thing. You can’t really have one without the other,’ Maggie said philosophically. ‘You can, but neither is right or fun without the other,’ Marla replied with a sad note in her voice. ‘You can’t have everything,’. If she had undone one more button of her skirt, her naked pussy would have been in full view as well. The drive takes about 30 minutes and that gives us a chance to talk to each other about what we would like to do while we are at the park. Little did I know at the time, that Deb had already made her plans and they were firmly planted in her mind.We arrived at the lookout point in the park and, since it was a weekday, the park was fairly empty. That was good and also it was bad, since I enjoy. It was probably the most imaginative bit of writing ever to leave his head. He never did very well in English when it came to that sort of thing.What I didn’t know, and had no way to confirm, was whether the woman on the phone understood my message and conveyed it to Mr. Van Dusen. For that matter, I could only hope I had the right Steven Van Dusen. It wasn’t a common name, exactly, and my message was a bit vague, but I didn’t have much of a choice at the time, and the officers here weren’t.