"Please, Sir! Please can I touch it, Can I hold your big cock? Please, Sir!" And what will you do for me if I let you? You have to earn the privilege ...ou know." Anything, Sir! I'll do anything, I swear! Just please, please let me hold it, please!" she said.Those were the words he'd been waiting for. "Stand right there then I will be right back." He went into the bathroom and got the belt from the hotel robe. Wrapping it around her waist, he began pulling her."What what are you doing, Sir?" she. Brandy announced, “Good, now that Chuck is here, we can plan what we want to do while we’re here.” She looked at me and asked, “Is there anything special you want to see or do while we’re here, Chuck?”I answered, “There really isn’t anything special that I’d like to see. You girls probably have dozens of things you want to do and see, so I would enjoy following you around while you do what you do. If I get bored, or find something else I want to do, I’ll let you know. Wanda and I do have to go. This story contains themes of Non-Consent. Please read at your own risk. This story is being released on a very rough first draft basis and will progress as such until I reach the conclusion. Once I've finished the general story line I fully intend to move back through the story and add more dialogue and more detail.)"I loved this world... but this world never once loved me... in the end, that's all there is too it."The smell of freshly cut grass melded beautifully with the smell of the pond. The camera man had set up a mirror in front of the boy so that he was able to capture both the grimacing face and the older boy's cock as it entered his asshole.Every girl in the place was paying complete attention to this scene. They neither moved nor talked; they just watched this boy getting ass-fucked in front of them.When the older boy came, he buried his cock completely, shooting wave after wave of hot jism up into the younger boy's intestines. His balls were banging against the other.