.. what parts of the films do I get off on the most and what do I get hard over, well I wasn't impressed with the outcome of those thoughts because I ...as beginning to think a lot of very seedy thoughts such as cocks and spunk which I had to keep to myself at all costs, as youths we all began getting drunk and smoking d**gs and generally getting high, and some real funny moments occurred on lots of different occasions, the guy I grew up with that I mentioned earlier you know with the cheeky grin. Slam fuck me and make me sore."Oh yes Daddy! FUCK ME PLEASE!!" I manage to cry out, and still you torment me. A fast stroke in, which makes my entire body tremble as you withdraw, leaving me hollow and empty where just before your cock filled me."Oh now, I don't believe you," you whisper in my ear. "Prove to me how much you want this cock." And you get up and walk away from me, a sardonic smile on your face as you watch my quivering form on the couch, your proud cock jutting out from your. She said. For a price, I might give him some lesson. But for know. How much for this box of sexy thongs? I said. How about another hundred for the thongs, and my best bras. Better make that $250.00. Mr. Kelly, your up to $550.00. she said. I smiled. Can you help me? I have my wallet in my pocket. Can you reach down and find it for me. I said. Sure! Let me help. she said. She turned to walk back toward me. I put the box of thongs on the floor next to the bra box, and heels box. She smiled as she. I didn't know how to react, but at 14 I was rock hard anyway. I was wearing only my jockey shorts. I felt her hand move up my thigh to the bulge in my crotch. When her hand came into contact with my throbbing hardon through my shorts, it was like a jolt of electricity went through me. I moaned softly. "Oh, yes," she whispered. "That feels like a real man's cock to me. It's about the size of your father's hard dick, Mark." She leaned over me and put a hand on either side of the elastic band of.