. Her naked body was swinging around in the half-dark room with barely lighted.This made me go mad i was waiting for her to stop so that i can rip her...flesh out with my cock. But she was drunk and didnt stop even i njoyed the last minute delay.Then i went to her and lifted her in arms and placed her on the bed.She said c’mon lets do it.Then i spreaded her legs apart and introduced my huge penis into her virgin pussy slowly. She moaned in the beginning as i was slightly pushing my penis. He doesn’t need it back if...”If ... we had problems. Emile Perkins. Sergeant Emile Perkins, one of NYC’s finest. He and Daddy had met a few times over the years. Police conferences, an FBI refresher course. Stayed in touch.I smiled up at Bear, “You ready?”“Always.”Neither of us mentioned the Massachusetts misadventure the last time Bear helped me. Got shot in the chest for his troubles.“Barry okay with this?”“Mostly.”Which meant, no. Bear loves Barry, but ... he loves me too. And lives his own. I wanted to reach out and grab it, but I didn’t dare be so forward.The cottage had a small patio with a couple of chairs that overlooked a view of the lake. I followed George out on to the patio, again, wondering why such a hunk of a guy would waste such manly characteristics on liking another guy.“I have a question for you,” I started as we stood beside each other, looking out at the lake. George looked at me.At what age,” I began, “did you realize you were gay?”A strange look of bewilderment. We napped an hour and made it inside to clean up again. I slept very sound that night......Next morning I woke to Dad shaking my arm.“Are you going to sleep all day. It's past ten am? You know you're supposed to keep to your school schedule--even on vacation.”I rolled over, my hips sore, my knees had large red scuffs that threatened to become blisters, and my cock was a little sore. There were sore muscles didn't know I had..I dragged myself up and stretched, headed for the bathroom. That was.